Rama drew my attention away from the mirror. “One of the boys will bring your luggage soon, and then you can refresh yourself in the bathroom and get some re—” She paused as if she just remembered something and suddenly looked stricken, but the look left her face so quickly that I wondered if I had imagined it. For some reason, I could feel that Rama was reluctant to leave me. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she finally said softly …
Category: Creative Non Fiction
I was excited about my new life. My mother and aunt had told me how enjoyable marriage was going to be and I was looking forward to it. It was nice to ride in a private …
Written by Rejoice A. Deborah sat with her legs crossed at the ankles, using the ballpoint pen in her left hand to draw circles on the jotter placed on her lap. Her head swam with a …
Written By Nyambura “It feels like tears falling from my eyes,” he tells me when he is pulling out. As I absorb those words, I keep looking at him. He has wonderful eyes. They are a …
“Where would I go?” I asked, still staring at her. I wasn’t completely convinced that it wasn’t just some sick joke my husband had thought up to torture me some more, but this was the first …
In two years, I lost five pregnancies. Then my health began to deteriorate. I was weak, exhausted all the time, and constantly bleeding. Beamah stopped giving me the concoctions, and she had many hushed conversations with …
I knew so little about my body, pregnancy, and childbirth that despite the signs, it never occurred to me that I could be pregnant. I missed my period, was perpetually tired, nauseous, and throwing up every …
Written by Wolverine Once upon a time I was young & carefree,Naive and in love.I lacked for nothing.I had my twin babies planned.I had wanted a ring with an emerald flower centerpiece.I wanted a gown, in …
My mama taught me never to complain or talk back to a man. She didn’t teach me just in words but also in action. For the nineteen years that I lived with them, I never saw …
Written by Highest Kite My face as an escort is the same one I wear as a distant sister, a flunking student, a stubborn daughter, a woman on the bus on her way to a client, …
Written by Highest Kite from the ‘Rebel’ collection Today it was in my heart. Yesterday, in my toes and the other day, in my spirit singing fuck you …