Ladies and gentlemen, the discoveries we make about our significant others quite often change the way we feel about them. Sometimes, that can actually be a good thing. Yesterday I discovered something in my boyfriend Solomon Al-Rashid's apartment which forever changed my opinion of him. I've always thought of men from the African and Arab worlds as macho, do...
Another hot day drew to a close, and at 6pm I was cramming down into the Underground, my face as blank and neutral as everyone else's. So many people, all hot and tired, all hating the crush, just enduring it in order to get home. Even in my light vest top and wrap-around skirt I was damp with sweat, and I wondered how the men in their formal city suits coul...
It was such a long night at work. I had just finished an six and a half hour shift, without a single break. It wasn't even my shift, I was called in. It was Halloween season and the store was packed, filled with kids and their mothers picking out and trying on costumes. I walked out of the store as my manager locked the door behind me. It was just hitting...
The Story Starring Mark and Jess They always enjoyed their weekends in Philly. Mark worked nearly 60 hours a week and Jess was in school mostly at night, so their time together was limited, at best. These three day weekends were as romantic as they were rejuvenating. Thursday night they got some dinner, took a walk through the city and called it an earl...
Section 01 The following story started out as a character project I had to do in high school. I liked what I came up with so much I expanded on it several times since then. Now nearly eight years later I am possibly finishing it. This is just the very beginning of this story as I have much more to post. I want to hear your reactions, comments, and critiques...
As I watched him manoeuvre in traffic, I could not help marvelling at how quickly this Kenyan had picked up things-our language, the layout of our city. He had learnt about my body's sexual responses so fast that he was soon touching me in ways my husband had never discovered in three years of marriage. Probably when I did not get pregnant soon enough he gav...
A flash story as promised, something in direct opposition of the longer tales I had been posting to date. More flash stories will follow in the days to come. Take what you will from them and leave your votes and comments behind. -V I picked up the napkin from my lap and dabbed the corner of my mouth before placing it to the left of my plate. "I'll be...
Harvest time in our town was everything. The hay was ready and so was the silage corn. The cows were coming off the mountain and the town was ready for it winter nap. The end of the year was great and now it was party time, so to speak. Our town has what's called a corn fest and I got to meet or re-meet everyone in town. This is a small town event that basic...
Black men the world over got this nasty habit of walking around like they own the place. Act like they're the toughest guys. Swagger like they've got the biggest dicks. And I both love and hate them for it. My name is Jeannette Saint-Mathieu. I was born and raised in the town of Cap-Haitien, in the North side of the Republic of Haiti. I've been living in the...
It's seven in the afternoon and I am driving through the roads. I've just had a very tough day at work. These days, things are getting tougher all the damn time. Oh, before I continue, I suppose that introductions are in order. My name is Jason Guillaume and I am a young Haitian-American man living in the city of Boston. I am a lawyer working for Randolph &...