I wrote the following piece “Words for Sean Bell [1]” right when he was shot and murdered by NYPD. It was also in my book, “Cold, Black, and Hungry”. I’m not sure of the relation, but with the Troy Davis … Continue reading
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Images replay in my head like a record that skips when it wants because you accidently scratched it when your daddy said not to touch it. Things come to me forewarned and on constant repeat like that as if it’s … Continue reading
Fire! With upward licks along the wall, she did that dirty dance she was known for, melting the turquoise paint like saltwater taffy in Miami sun. I stood between the two twin beds, watching the flames, eyes wide, unable to … Continue reading
My episodes of sadness and becoming introverted were partially brought on because I had a secret. I was ashamed. And, shame attempted to devour me. No one else knew of my secret except my immediate family—I wet the bed until … Continue reading
[revamped] My childhood sweethearts were Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton. We shared the same distinct fascination with the macabre. Teenage angst enveloped me–there was a sense of seclusion when I read their works billowing with sadness, sarcasm, and at times, … Continue reading
Over a decade ago, we turned-up our noses at the idea of independently publishing books. When many study writing and literature in college, they brainwashed to assume that if we shell out hundreds of bucks for (what was called then) vanity publishing–simply because the author … Continue reading
by Sumeeta Patnaik Talking about race is always a prickly issue in the classroom with students’ eager to assert their own politically correct views of race relations today. With the election three years ago of the nation’s first biracial president, Barack … Continue reading
