How many Arabs did you kill, Daddy asked. Continue reading Difficult family Conversations | #Writing on Blog#42
My 52nd year began on a bleak note Continue reading #Chasing53: Still shaking it up and getting into trouble… | Introspection on Blog#42
Perusing through the New York Observer’s “contact us” page, looking for an editorial contact and finding none, Continue reading Calling N.Y. @Observer’s main number reminded me I was once Ernestine | Blog#42
Look at me.
I mean, get really close and look.
I don’t fit into your book?
But you see
I have no book
In spite of the way I look
I am neither white, nor brown, or Black
Not brown enough
To whites, not white enough
White to everyone else
But other to all
I am all and I am nothing
An Ay-Rab to one uncle
To another, too much of a Jew
Reduced as invalid
Derided as of the privileged
Look at me!
Really look at me.
When after six harrowing months a lifeline is given to you Continue reading Walk away | Short stories and poems on Blog#42
Lost the job
Lost the id Continue reading Nothing left | Blog#42
There I lay, a seed Continue reading Hybrid seed | Blog#42
The last of the snow had finally melted overnight. Mud season was in full swing in Eden. She stepped outside into the brilliant sun. The tree-lined dirt road that had been completely frozen just a few weeks ago was now three miles of slippery mush from the turn-off at the highway. Continue reading The Bishop and the bad seed | Short Story | Blog#42
She peered at the smile beaming back at her from the mirror. Her long hair was neatly brushed. Her face was clean. Continue reading Errand girl | Short Story | Writing
Living up to her parents’ promise led to a severe case of perfectionism at a very tender age. Continue reading The duality of being | Reflections on #race | Writing