There is a part of me that is locked inside four padded white walls inside my head. I suppose that is the part of myself that I would call Misty. The only person who has ever been able to reach her…
if you ask me what i think of
when i think of home
i see myself at the dining table
dinner time
with the platter of fruit showcased
our prized possessions
as valued as gold
i see friday nights in the living room
movie night
my parents share a papaya and a spoon
i see early tuesday mornings
my mother cuts a mango for my brother’s lunch
i see lazy saturday afternoons
i pick the ripest peach
so sweet i think my teeth are going to fall out
there was a fruit
for every day of the week
mangos, guayabas, granadas
manzanas, naranjas, cerezas,
ciruelas, papayas, peras
fresas, frambuesas,
duraznos
It was five in the morning, my normal time for struggling with the scattered winds that sift through my mind and somehow stumble into a readable form. It felt wrong to have left the her, though…
As a I get closer to 40 years old as a Black man in America, I often forget that the person I am is based on the original version of myself, let’s call it version 1.0. This original version dealt…
Ariel Hill-Davis is a Republican from Pennsylvania who currently resides in Washington D.C. Ariel serves as Vice President of Industry and Regulatory Affairs for a trade association, working on…