Before Emma had talked to him—and it was Emma who had talked to him first—he had seen her in the rooms a couple of times. Of course, he had seen her. She hadn’...
Patrick was telling a story:
‘When they was coming to put us off, the first time, they sent along this kid. We knew we was good cause we was on a private ro...
My brother has a new plan: hurl piss at Old Man Gogol’s face. Today. First my brother will piss into an empty Gatorade bottle, then he will ring Gogol’s doorbe...
—an exaltation of Igbos
People do not know what to make of me. My eyes bagging the baggage of my lives know that my nose flows from those of my kith and...
1. No-lye Perm Relaxer (decades worth. enough for permanent damage) The two-hour-long process will burn your scalp, singe your ears, and cause your hair to fal...
It’s Valentine’s Day. My desk holds various gifts waiting to be given, a bouquet with a peacock feather wrapped in a plastic package and heart-shaped box of ch...
Southern pride, pride in southern toughness or roughness, is not something I know, not really, though I grew up here and I ran away from here when I was a teen...
I’d seen her for months in my Oakland hills neighborhood. In her ill-fitting reflective safety vest near Safeway where I bought the Lunchables my two children ...
tonight, they are silhouetted against disco lights. silences of cosmic proportions lay between them. up above, stars: white flames enclosed in a fantasy glassh...
Of course there is a right way to grieve. That is to carry your solemn soul tucked deep inside, to smile when smiling is called for, to keep the tears unspille...
