Friendly Words by Carol Roan

Friendly Words by Carol Roan

  My mother is smashing my Jack-in-the-box with a broom. I know not to cry. Toys and games are the work of the Devil. She tells me to find all of Jack’s pieces. She puts them in the can for the garbage man. * My aunt and uncle are here. My mother grows a black...
Epiphany

Epiphany

Sometime after the heat of singlehandedly dissolving the heart of the iceberg and before the dream of a black man hit by a train in an all-white city, epiphany let herself enter through my midnight window, settled on my windowsill, welcome and messy as an unexpected...
Builder by Kristen MacKenzie

Builder by Kristen MacKenzie

  Photo Credit: www.archdavisdesigns.com   Dad was more storyteller than mechanic, leaving his wartime occupation as soon as his tour ended. He was a Bible salesman when he met Mom, but before I was in preschool, my parents made a choice that was unusual for...
Intentional Deck-Sitting

Intentional Deck-Sitting

The beach has been calling me. I need the walks by the water, the reflection and the renewal. But I’m not up to the six hour drive it takes to get there. Consequently, I’ve been thinking a lot about ways to create that beach tranquility closer to home. My first...

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