Darkness Protest – A Trumped Up View flash fiction story

Black don’t crack but shinesDim this little light of mineUnder a bushel “Girl, they out there protesting again,” said Ebony. Outside the salon a group of women marched down the street. Inside the salon a group of women watched them. “What shit they against now?” asked Aaliyah, her hands massaging the scalp of the customerContinue reading “Darkness Protest – A Trumped Up View flash fiction story”

Country Lilac

“The lilacs near the cottage are especially lovely during the early summer. Mother and I …” He droned on but I really wasn’t paying much attention. I hardly ever did. And certainly didn’t need to. A well timed “uh huh” and “oh really” was more than enough to keep my end of the conversation going.Continue reading “Country Lilac”