The Party

As the Keke Marwa slows, I feel my heart quicken. The driver gestures impatiently at the quaint building that stands beyond an ornamental metal picket fence, heralded by a modern cyclic driveway,…

Bridges

Our children are bridges, structures made out of love, blood, flesh, and bone, connecting us to the past, hinging us to the future. It is too early for me to be awake  so…

Heaven’s Children

A few minutes ago he had kissed her goodbye at the door. A few minutes ago, she had gotten into her car and driven out of the garage pretending she was on her way…

Simon Says

The train ride into the city is an hour long and sometimes delayed because the Metro North, more than 50 years after its inception, still hasn’t quite yet figured out how to…

A Tale of Two Rings

Winter still caught Rume unawares, even after all these years of living in New York. She had accepted it a while ago; she would never get used to the cold or snow…

Still

She was one of the luckier ones, the sickness in her blood ate away at the flesh that had coated her bones and distorted her like a fun house mirror, eroding baby…