by Adanze Asante At dusk, a crow caws on the porch of Emma Mae’s home. Before I can get any closer, it vanishes. I trip up the steps and think, at this point, I should bail. Until her front door creaks open, but no one’s at the door. I hesitate, stand still for a fewContinue reading “The Pickled People”
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Writing An Imperfect World
“I don’t write about perfect societies…”
Fly
My Aunt Dalilah had always desired to be a dancer. She knew how to align my spine into a perfect plié, and to lift my back leg into a beautiful arabesque. In her room, pictures of famous ballerinas lined her walls. She always wore her hair in a ballerina upsweep. When she spoke, her armsContinue reading “Fly”
A Private Room
Please check out my new story published in Wraparoundsouth: http://wraparoundsouth.org/a-private-room/
It Was Her
“I go into my soundproof basement, where I keep my offerings. My stomach is wrenching with hunger pangs and with each step I salivate, thinking of what my next meal will taste like. Some bodies have a tart taste, some are sweet and spicy, and some are bitter and pungent. It depends on the person’s diet and lifestyle.”
“Spirit Warriors: A Mother’s Milk”
By Adanze Asante Chapter 1 “Abeyance” I stood on the edge of a cliff ready to be born. Earth was beneath my feet and I could have chosen anywhere in the universe, but my choice led me to one woman: Titilayo Achebe Osa. Olodumare, the Supreme Being, held my hand as we watched herContinue reading ““Spirit Warriors: A Mother’s Milk””
Beyond Words 