Inside Voices

I remember the vibrations in my chest. The lights scattered across the floor like raindrops. The condensation in the room caused every...

I remember when my siblings and I were on the verge of being separated from our: dysfunctional, drug addicts, emotionally detached, and...

Do we close our eyes to vanishing girls, beaten children, women, men? Do we turn our heads to racism, oppression, injustice? Do we steal...

Hey A.V. How Are You this Morning? I’m Fine But I’m Having Car Trouble and I’m going to Be late For the Show…Oh You Have tickets For that...

“Jacks or better to open,” Steve said, like we didn’t already know. We’d all set up for poker night in our tiny kitchen, drinking and...

Okay, so picture it… me coming off of methadone. Completely dope sick. Had been fore months! SEVEN MONTHS. I know what you’re thinking...

Me… Old me, New me (Adrianna is what my mom calls me when I’m in trouble) -Adriene: Im so happy to be home. Brand new start. New me...

You’re a young person a short time and old person a lifetime – get your shit together. Fold your clothes right away so that they don’t...

I spend an hour each day walking the calf. It has to get exercise and get used to being led. The more time you spend with it, the more...

In the creeping hours to the wake of a new day, a pop bellied teen silently lay, reminiscing about the events earlier that day, senior...

It was cold that night in the woods. I fought the urge to turn and run back to the car, fearing the trees would swarm me with their full...

mom- strength dad- fighter jacklyn aubrey - A Fighter -     The smell of his cologne lingers even after he leaves me. His voice rings...

Katy: “Dawn, I can’t believe you burned my hair.” (Katy had just permed Dawn’s hair). Dawn: “I told you not to put that hair Spray in...

I was born— I guess that goes without saying, in Wilmington, Delaware— at the beginning of the last year before the 60’s started. Went to...

A-“Sup?” B-“Trying To Get Ready For Inspection. No Books Out, God Forbid. Shoes Facing The Front, You Know How It Is.” A-“That Part.”...

June 30th, 2004… disinfectants, piss, vomit, screams and shouts rang all through the open place, floating through mid air the rush of...

Bring a black minority afraid to speak out about how my very own race is being taken down by unrealistic facts. How the world is taking a...

It’s 7:30 a.m. on a Monday, I live three blocks away from a  main intersection, and people are headed to work and school busses are...

I wish I had one chance to sit down with the state and speak to my prosecutor without anger, rage, or hate. I did give them the chance to...

*Melissa=Honey Bee (Latin) Born December 3, 1985 in Detroit MICH. I’ve got two Beautiful sisters Jessica and Danielle, I am in the middle...