Before Roz knew it, she was in the land of Caipirinha’s carnival, mystery and the sultry golden rays of the sun. She had always wanted to see the Christo statue over the city of Rio. Somehow in a very distant corner of her mind, she believed that she had been here before, and she laughed […]
Like Mother Like Daughter
A Black Mother’s Love
A black mother’s love is sculpted by the fixed deck of cards she was dealt as a person of colour – misused and hardly understood Yet she kept fighting with knives in her back chains on her wrists poison down her throat. For her children, she hoped would never experience the trials and tribulations that […]
A Perfect, Pale Blue*
My mother once told me that hearts open only when broken, And that truest courage is born from a coward’s battle cry. I did not recognise blood when my father’s lips ran like war, all Because my mother spoke in stuttering pinks and lullaby blues. Now these walls pray at night with their palms bent […]
Uncles* by Alex Drozdoff
Because of what she thought was love…
He hits her, pulls her hair and screams abuse. But his mother can’t guess what her son is like when he tells her he loves her in the morning. He’s the reason, the reason that she believes no one will love her, the reason that she looks in the morning and sees nothing but hate […]
Waiting Room
I sat motionlessly in the dark, grubby, dim, and lifeless room, gently tracing the rim of her emerald ring. The shine that it once gave off was no more; it portrayed nothing of the memory that I had of it. The sound was blurred and somehow seemed to have slowed down, and the only thing […]
Haringey Unchained 