He’d refused to see me when I came to and now that Lucy had dragged him in here with me, he sat across the table steel-eyed, a scowl on his face. “Tell me what happened,” I asked again. “It doesn’t matter.” “It matters to me.” I wanted to grab his head and bang it on … Continue reading Do You Remember Us? Part 7 – A Raging Brokeness
Security guards and gate keepers are my least favorite people. I was trying to be civil to the security guard/ gatekeeper at the United Nations House. I don’t know if we would get access or even find Lloyd Liche but we had to try. The guard hung up from the call and turned back to … Continue reading Do You Remember Us? Part 6 – Apparitions.
I never tell mom I’m coming over. It’s not that I don’t have common courtesy. It's that she turns my homecoming into a meet and greets where she brags about all my achievements and the rich handsome man I’m marrying. Then there are the endless requests from my extended family. She made a fuss about … Continue reading Do You Remember Us? Part 5 -Scribbles of Despair
Rafael smothered me in kisses and hugs, going over my body like some part of it could have broken while he was away. Some part of me would break though if he kept hugging me as tightly as he was. I gasped for breath when he sat me back on the floor. “Darling are … Continue reading Do You Remember Us? Part 4 – Who You Were.
I dreamt, not of Loyd but of the past. I remembered the girl I was and how desperately I’d craved love and acceptance and woke up with a weight on my chest. Even with her head buried in her arms, I could tell Lola wasn’t asleep. She could never fall asleep in a room that … Continue reading Do You Remember Us? – Part 3 Naming the past.
Part 2 of Do You Remember Us? 1 – A Still of Bygones Lola utterly failed to loosen me up. In all fairness, her idea of loosening up involved shopping and the movies. A quarter into the rom-com she picked and I'd hitched a ride on the snooze train. Sleep promised refreshment but instead propelled me into a maze of confusing dreams … Continue reading Do You Remember Us? 2 – Mystical Dealings
Zibani and I ran away because it was planting season and we were old enough to join the Song. In my village, this means we were adults and had been entrusted with the sacred responsibility of bringing prosperity to the land. He came to me with the plan to escape on his first day back … Continue reading A Song for the Living Seed
By Tawni Waters Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun. -Christina Rossetti For five years, I’ve lived on the road, earning money to support my travel addiction by writing books, freelance editing, and teaching writing. Between editing and teaching, I’ve read thousands of manuscripts and worked with hundreds of writers, […] … Continue reading Write, Damn It — BREVITY’s Nonfiction Blog
On behalf of women everywhere, I will admit that we entertain thoughts of murdering our best-friends at least once a fortnight. Of course, the frequency fluctuates depending on circumstance, hormones and self-destructiveness. This particular day presented me with the daunting challenge of suppressing the desire to strangle Lola. “Just let it go!” an exasperated Lola begged. … Continue reading Do You Remember Us? 1 – A Still of Bygones
I’m irritable Not in the way that some may think Responses to prejudices I externalize only to internalize Love is a private matter, sometimes hidden even to I I am wary May I offend you a little I pray? When I put the question mark at the end of your fact Introduce I the uncertainty … Continue reading Question Mark