AI Generated Image: A Black woman looking ahead with a frustrated look while pondering a few photos she is holding. She is wearing gold hooped earrings, her hair is braided and pulled back into a bun, and there is a blurred background of what appears to be a home’s living room.
Memory hadn’t considered how life would be with Rodney. They were high school sweethearts. She thought going with the flow would be essential: stick with him, he’s a good guy, loves her, cares about her, and would do anything to appease her. But now that they’re both older, he is well . . . boring. She reminisces while sifting through wedding photos, shaking her head at their decision’s haste and considering the welcoming mat of divorce. Where would this lead them, though? Divorce is final and Rodney is a huge chunk of her life. He isn’t some man she decided to shack up with – they’ve invested time, love, effort, and work into each other. Rodney is . . . bigger than regret.
temporarily filled with regret as peace moves calmly into view
spinning from hatred reports filed for one’s own good human resources a department that brings calm or can disrupt peacefulness
It’s World Poetry Day! I hope you can find the time to birth a new poem from your beautiful mind.
This tanka was written to briefly describe the fact that I recently filed a report to HR for the racial tension and discrimination my co-workers and I have experienced regarding our new supervisor over the last few days at work.
I have NEVER had to involve Human Resources at any job I ever had. But, unfortunately, there’s a first time for everything. Happy Friday!
She dreamt she was left-handed – sun tilting just right on her pale skin. Did it make her wise? Was she on a spiritual journey? Would she wake up left-handed? She hadn’t realized just how quickly life was flashing before her eyes. A race stood before her, but her legs were tired of running. The dream wouldn’t be the end of this conundrum. When your mother names you “Memory”, dreams are the last things on your mind.
right-handed she was but left in a dream deferred breaking past curses
An update on Jernee: Jernee’s vet visit was yesterday for the seizure she had last Sunday. They did blood work and did an overall checkup, too. Her vet said her left back paw has a delayed reflex response, which is a spinal cord issue and can be coming from her brain (possible growth or tumor). To determine what’s going on and confirm a growth or tumor, an MRI is recommended. The cost is expected to be anywhere from $3,000 to $5,000.00. This only confirms if there’s a growth or a tumor; this does not prevent the seizures, and neither would the medication if she is prescribed medication (it only stops the frequency of them and may make them milder).
For now (as per the vet’s request), I’ll monitor her, keep a seizure log, and if they happen more frequently and last longer, we can discuss end-of-life options. I am going to buy a camera and set it up in my living room, so there will be video coverage of Jernee while I am away at work. I want to make sure my baby isn’t having any seizures when I am not at home. And now . . . I miss working from home. *Sighs* Such is life and life still won’t defeat me.
The Lovely Ones who purchased their copy of Séduire, Part IV. Photo Collage Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt. Individual photos are provided by the beautiful ones holding up their copy.
I cannot tell you how overjoyed I am to still receive outpouring love for Séduire: Serial Tales & Flash Fiction. It’s overwhelmingly enjoyable, and I am thankful for everyone who has reached out to me via text message, email, or this blog to let me know just how pleased they are with this collection. I am open and honest about this book; I think it is my best one to date. Honestly, I do not know if I can outdo it. But I aim to try. And perhaps another collection of fictional tales will be unleashed into the ether sometime next year?
We shall see. Until then, please continue to follow me for updates about Séduire: Serial Tales & Flash Fiction and its success. Here are a few more reviews for your research and reading pleasure.
A review was shared by the lovely and talented K.E. Garland, who took it upon herself to create a page on Goodreads for Séduire so that she could review it there, too. She is NOT waiting for Amazon to do its job. LOL!
Sunis a powerhouse writer herself, so to read this review by her really made my heart melt.
I will share “Something To Think About” for the next thirteen weeks on Sunday afternoons. It may be a quote, a picture, an interesting phrase I heard, artwork, etc. Whatever I share will surely be intriguing or involving enough to spark a casual discussion or in-depth conversation. Stay tuned every Sunday for this feature!
Peace and blessings.
Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-BookandPaperback) yet?
AI Generated Image of a Black teenage girl with blue eyes and curly hair styled in a half-bob. She is wearing a soft blueish-grey top with an indifferent look on her face while in front of a colorful background. Created with Canva.
Two years have passed, and Kelsey is enjoying year sixteen under a roof with loving and caring parents and two siblings who swing joy in her direction daily. She is cousin-sister/niece-daughter and a quizzically inquiring teenager who has learned to live outside her shell.
She plays soccer, basketball, volleyball, and runs track. Her world is mythical and magical; therapy is a safe haven for her sleepless mind. She will never know her biological parents. She looks into Kazi’s eyes and sees Kamal. She thumbs through old photo albums of Kimya’s and smiles at Leila.
She can’t change her history, so she becomes it.
“I am loved. I have love. I will be love.”
And so she is.
Thank you for coming on this journey with me for Home To Nowhere. I hope you’ve enjoyed this series. Peace and blessings.
A Cornered Gurl 
You must be logged in to post a comment.