For nearly forty years, the builder-grade split-levels had squatted side by side in a cul-de-sac south of Atlanta. Only skeletal remains of shrubs dotted the perimeter of the house on the right. Extravagant rosebushes adorned the house on the left, where Joan knelt with pruning shears, her cutting making a reassuring sssst-sssst sound as she […]
Fiction: Black Bottom
The day I move from Black Bottom to Dreher Park, I’ve got on my favorite shoes, green Converses with yellow laces. From the Dreher Park preps watching us move in, a few whispers and pointing at my shoes. At 12, I give a shit, but things are going to get a lot worse than a […]
Fiction: Strawberry Thief
The hide is empty but for herself and Jonathan. In the clearing beyond the small, wooden structure, birds cavort—more species than she can name. Jonathan would know them all. He understood their code of feathers and colors in a way she’s never been able to grasp. She reaches into the bag beside her and draws […]
Fiction: The Portrait
On the crossing of Victoria and Harriet Street, stood a massive block of grey apartment building. Up in the front of each flat, balconies jutted out like open match boxes, creating a blind spot for the incoming traffic. It posed an undeniable threat to the traffic on the road. Notwithstanding, the building had much to […]