Membership Login Forum Search The Collection:Chapter 4Super Fly By Amari Pleasant Share Essays The sensation of fondness fills my body as I look at the somewhat worn album cover. Super Fly written in yellow font appears in the bottom left
Connected@Panama By R.P. Singletary Share Stories Content Warning: This story contains explicit content. Reader discretion is advised. A private funeral service by invitation. The newspaper notice said it all. “Not invited?” Hal chomped. “Private. By invitation. I. Be. Damned.” Scurrying
Brown Woman Writing By Ghazah Abbasi Share Essays I had accumulated 8 Incomplete grades by the third year of my Ph.D. program. I was suffering from an intense ‘writer’s block.’ Everyone experiences writer’s block differently, based on their own unique
A Great Kingdom in the Congo By William Henry Sheppard Share LISTEN Essays I had studied the new dialect of the Bakuba and had made every preparation for our expedition into the “Forbidden Land” of King Lukenga. I had met
Membership Login Forum Search The Collection:Chapter 3Caught Up By Amari Pleasant Share Essays With my feet resting on a brown ottoman bench, I take a sip of rum from the Glencairn glass that rests between my lips. A familiar smooth
A Cry From an Indian Wife By Emily Pauline Johnson Share Poetry My forest brave, my Red-skin love, farewell;We may not meet to-morrow; who can tellWhat mighty ills befall our little band,Or what you’ll suffer from the white man’s hand?Here
Charm Bracelet By Glen Armstrong Share Poetry What the sleeve exposesstill obscures the wrist. It sounds like rain on Formica.Animals dart in and out of view, their hollow bones unknowablefrom our hiding spot and theirs.The MRI technician falls for the
Membership Login Forum Search The Collection:Chapter 2freeflight By Amari Pleasant Share Essays “Recorded in performance at the Montreux Jazz Festival – admad jamal – freeflight,” my eyes read from top to bottom of the album cover. To the left of
A.R.M. By Odi Welter Share LISTEN Stories Content Warning: This story contains explicit content. Reader discretion is advised. Nobody taught me how to use a condom. I did my best, but I kinda just guessed, to be honest. I was
Family Bible By Marco Etheridge Share LISTEN Stories The girl probably thought she was being sly, sneaking around back of his tractor shed like that. Lawrence Teasdale wasn’t fooled for a second. He watched her through the kitchen window. She
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