Moms will do anything and everything to protect their children, but this time the knock was too loud. I was too young to know what […]
Month: July 2011
“Another letter came for you in the mail today, Malcolm,” momma said. “It’s your father again.” This had been the fifth letter I received in […]
We left her standing at the curb. As we drove away, my mother cried and stared at the shrinking shape of my sister in the […]
My father’s arms are crossed, his shoulders erect. His 6 foot 4 inch body towers over the kitchen counter that creates a barrier between him […]
My sister and I are waiting in our mother’s empty hospital room. We’re both too tired to speak, so we stare at our Blackberrys. It’s […]