South Carolina’s Murder Capital

I remember driving into Greenville, a city in South Carolina’s upstate, in the summer of 1987. Fresh out…

A Cornered Gurl

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I Was Born in The Wrong Country

Even that can be fixed

We Are

We Are Not. We Will Never Be…

Human

Flaws--
Too many to count
Too difficult to name.

Crying at the Empty Table

Sorrow’s emptiness can be filled in unlikely places

Phara

Part I: Mama/Sister

Trigger Warning: This short story, fictional work is Part I of VI and will have explicit…

We Are. We Are Not. We Cannot Be.

An audio-revised free verse poem

Remember Who You Are, Love.

Sometimes, We Must Encourage Our Friends.