Summer nights are the worst. The combination of the heat, the bare skin, everything comes together and is just worse than everything. It’s June and the full moon is coming and it’s just all bad and she hates it. That night before she left for work her brother lounged on her bed talking, “so, you …
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Writing Exercise #11
Inspired by this line by beloved Christopher Ropes – And the darkness soft, so soft, kisses my staring eyes. I am not alone because I am lonely. I keep secrets folded into the most velvet darkness. I keep them because they are mine. I am theirs. My secrets hold my lovers like the sea holds …
Reprint #1- Calling Oshun
Originally published 2013 in Expanded Horizons Voices bring me up towards wakefulness and the Earth; my body is moving before I’m entirely awake. The voices are beautiful, full of gravel dredged from the Deep South, saturated in whiskey and sorrow, then poured from the mouths of the men in a living room somewhere. The singing …
Writing Exercise #10
Inspired by my beloved Harls and her goddamn meme. “In the beginning, God created the Heavens and Earth. And then, the murders began.” Dre stood there grinning at me like a damn fool, I stared back at him and waited. He didn’t say anything else. “Boy if you don’t get your narrow high yellow ass …
Writing Exercise #9
Something a little different. I used this prompt by my beloved Rowan. Then I made it harder for myself by deciding to connect this piece with another piece. I chose this one (read it first) I told myself to change the story and bring her back but not home. AND I had to use the …
Writing Exercise #8
Another inspired by beloved Chiwan. –that held death and love so closely together. I lived in the type of neighborhood that the news people would call “struggling” with their fake concerned faces. They only came when there was violence, or when they needed image for their urban decay segments. We called it home. Home ain’t …
Writing Exercise #7
Inspired by a comment by beloved Christopher Ropes on fb. Everyone watches One. One is flash and startling beauty, One is unearthly, clearly one of Gods chosen. One is a tropical bird, a dart frog, the creature that looks predators in the eye and shakes their ass and says, why don’t you try me? One is wild, feral and …
Writing Exercise #6
A remix of this piece. “Man, I don’t even know what we’re doin here. We ain’t got time for you to get yo dick wet.” Javier Morales didn’t stop walking or turn around to acknowledge his partner whining, he led the other man around a cinderblock wall and found an ugly patio with a gaggle of women in robes and head …
Writing Exercise #5.
Theme music. Prompt-1.284 A parent uncovers a dark secret on their child’s computer, smartphone, music player or gaming device. A secret which involves the parent’s significant other. What is it? – Prompt from Instigation Creative Prompts on the Dark Size by Michael A. Arnzen (affiliate link) written in the last couple of hours between work calls. …
Writing Exercise #4
Inspired by beloved friend Chiwan’s new ghost podcast. Wake up. I don’t have to say no, I’m already awake. I never want to do this with them. Wake up. My eyes are open and wide. I can tell it is between 3 and 3:30 AM, the neighbor is out warming up his car and I can …