Exploring Black experience through story
By Shertease Wheeler: Sharon Amos, better known to her community as “Taxi”, sat on the porch in her old wooden rocker, humming a tune she fondly remembered from her glory days of the 1950's. It was mid afternoon on a blindingly sunny day in May, and the birds were having an argument in the tree... Continue Reading →
By Shertease Wheeler: I surf on the crowded trains, steady, to keep from falling into the abyss of grime. I weave, like a threaded needle, in and out of human traffic taking care of caution and aware of time. I sit and stare into the blank souls of strangers, wondering of their most secretive thoughts Then... Continue Reading →
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