Short Story, Weddings

Black Roses

In a voice dripping with so much empathy it was disgusting, they doled out rehearsed lines, a million times retold. "We are truly sorry madam, we did our best to save her". Those were not the words i was expecting to hear, this was not a possible scenario. I was supposed to become her mother… Continue reading Black Roses

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For Country, Poetry

I am She

I was doomed from the beginning. Before I got a chance to know my family, I was sold into slavery. My father was royalty, but when my new parents came, He sold me off like a bale of cotton. So, I became one of them. Dressed like them, Talked like them. Ate, what they ate… Continue reading I am She

Family, Memoirs

Daddy’s Little Girl

My earliest memory as a human was the day that I was born. I vividly recall my last night behind the walls that protected me and held me captive; smooth, firm, unyielding yet safe. The stranger whose uterus had imprisoned me had been restless all day. I had been tossed and turned in a million… Continue reading Daddy’s Little Girl