Monday, November 28, 2022

The Influence of Narrative Perspective on the Portrayal of Women

Imagine spending your entire life working at...

Alexei: The Dream We Shared

The summer I realised my dreams were...

Jess March

Jess March’s real name is Jessica May....

Jiru Kinyatti

Alexei: The Dream We Shared

The summer I realised my dreams were not just in my own imagination but his too was the summer of 77. It was hot...

Jess March

Jess March’s real name is Jessica May. When I met her she introduced herself as Jess March but I saw on her intake form...

7612: The Harlem Lottery-Part IV

I didn’t know how she found me. I didn’t know why she was out that late, Sullivan was known for keeping his family and...

7612: The Harlem Lottery-Part III

I still needed numbers, I still needed to do my job, but with freedom, doing mundane tasks became impossible. It became hard to remember...

7612: The Harlem Lottery- Part II

The Lottery by Luce T. Spade  The “illegal lotteries” sounds bad, mostly because of the word “illegal”, but at their root, I don’t think the...

7612: The Harlem Lottery-Part I

June Fourth, 1920  Dear Hadley Porter, I thank you for your open support of me and my family. Your leniency with our rent as you know...

Wood Floors and Bonnets

You might not be here when I’m asleep You might not be here when I wake up But across the failing candle lit streets You’ll always be...

A Killer Passed Through – Untrue True Crime Part I

People haven’t slept at night for a hundred years. At least that is what I think. I don’t think my neighborhood has truly found...

Ghost of the Hills

From tiger lilies bathed by the sun to the green topped hills we used to run And when we come to lay by thee, please...

Vows of Death

As fickle as a fleeting hand I state my vows from where I stand Though life does bring a greater good To death I turn and never...

Dress III

Their life lingering in the light blue rusted vehicle that once raced down the road oblivious to the danger of the night. Oblivious to...

The Cream Dress II

Her clear blood stains the clay ground and stone walls. Like water, it sparkles in the pale light and yellow sun. You couldn't tell...

Black Dress II

She was found on the side of the road. Her body unheated and sprawled out on the gravel and grass. As if she was...

The Cream Dress

Everyone knows her because everyone needs her. She can always be found awaiting the truth. She will listen and wait as people paint pictures...

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