Category Archives: Creative Nonfiction

A Strawberries’ Poem

Open windows, winding rode. Z: Yum. J: I’m going to eat all of them. Boys in the backseat playing jell-o, moving with the car to and fro. Aunty A: What is it that you like so much about strawberries? Fields … Continue reading

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I thought I heard my father’s voice. It caught the air in my throat and turned solid, an unnamed ball there formed. I had to release the thing: before I choked. It was not my dad, and I don’t even … Continue reading

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A Room of One’s Own: The Interruption Act

As far as my writing is concerned- I am aware of the obstacles set out in front of me, keeping me from writing the best work that I am capable of. Continue reading

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