Up on the Hill
My city was being preyed upon by catalytic converter thieves, challenged by an alarming homicide rate, and an escalating homeless population. But what really bugged me is I’d just received
My city was being preyed upon by catalytic converter thieves, challenged by an alarming homicide rate, and an escalating homeless population. But what really bugged me is I’d just received
Everyone I knew, knew your name, you’d left the country to study in Europe, came home to the Black Liberation Movement, your hair a corona of seeds, refusing to be dismissed.
Cinder blocks framed the sunrise orange as I pushed aside the mosquito netting to greet the jade-green frog who lived beneath the toilet seat, found another stall and grabbed my
The elevator shivered as it climbed the three or maybe four floors to the office, I hurried to the copy editor’s desk where a balding man unwrapped a mid-morning snack,
iridescent with ruffles soaring to my knees coated with colors lined in fabric furry with the softness of willows the toughness of leather
Queen Esmerelda’s lips were luscious red petals and her brown eyes flecked with the sparkle of fireflies. People remarked how she moved with the grace and strength of a dancer,
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