Anj at Home: Pantry Refresh

Anj at Home: Pantry Refresh

I live in a historic neighborhood in a bungalow-style building built in 1921. It was broken out into a collection of units, and my little oasis, which is high up in the trees, is wrapped in 16 windows and lots of historic charm: original wood floors, skeleton keyholes, ultra-high ceilings, built-in storage and a bunch of cutesy details

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Mark Yourself Safe

Mark Yourself Safe

My brother, in this photo, is a college student who works the meat counter at his job. It does not stop women from clutching their purses when he goes out to restock the shelves, nor does it combat complaints such as having his hat turned backward while he steps outside for a lunch break. Complaints he can’t defend without raising his voice. A voice he cannot raise without compromising his income. A voice he cannot raise without scaring his white leadership. A power white fear wields routinely. Knowingly.

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for Bailey

for Bailey

For my friend Bailey Pittenger’s birthday I am sharing one of the flash stories I’ve written based on our blended childhood memories. “We Were Visiting a Beach” was written from Bailey shared with me of a young Bailey and her cousins at a beach standing around an animal washed up on the beach. I wrote myself into that photo, and turned that photo into a narrative. This is one story in a series of flash fiction stories is told using only 500 words.

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