A Different Breed

No matter how mad or hurt she was, she still loved him. It was a truth she loathed but it was still a fact.

A Different Breed

Part 7: Too Good for Rebound Dick “I’m sorry,” Katrina said. Regret dripped from every letter as she toyed with the dainty bow of her green silk robe. His light brown eyes stayed fixed on hers free of the desire that flooded them upon his arrival at her house although attraction still lingered. His delicious…

A Different Breed

Part 5: Instagram Stalking Isn’t on the Syllabus The last weeks of May went by in a blur. Katrina did what she did best; teach. She welcomed the lecture days taking pride in teaching African American Literature to her pupils, opening their minds to a word of literary works that were usually foreign to them…

A Different Breed

Part 4: What Would Stella Payne Do? In the past, Katrina dated for one sole purpose. Marriage. Although her mother was only present for a few years of her life, those years made a big impression on the choices she made for her life. To be a wife and mother, in that order, had been…

A Different Breed

Part 3: One Constant One constant. Since the age of twelve, Katrina was the opposite of stable. It wasn’t because she had a bad upbringing. From the outside looking in, most people would assume she had the perfect childhood and an enviable teenhood. Every Christmas the tree was cluttered with mounds of gifts just for her….

A Different Breed

Part 2: Broken Promises Katrina’s thoughts took on a mind of their own once her eyes slid over the embossed author’s name on the book she held. She’d been at Imani’s bookstore Word Lust, which was a good walking distance from campus, for the last handful of minutes. Lingering in the two-story store that was a popular…

For The Rest Rest of Your Life

“For the rest of my life,” the officiant orated. She repeated the phrase in her mind As many times As thirteen seconds would allow The bodies filling the seats in the audience Remained frozen with anticipation The groom stood before her With a shaky breath Escaping his agape mouth As a quizzical look adorned his…

Fleeting Thought

If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say? Life is too short to put up with BS you don’t like. What’s your’s?