Remember, if they lay their hands on you, you can hit back! Plant your back foot firmly on the ground. You have to keep your balance when being a Badass. Take a deep breath, ball up your fist, and hit them square on the nose. That is the universal “Leave

You show up at my apartment not with the ingredients for Negronis, but instead bring me a high-end bottle of gin and some tonic water. You’ve forgotten the lime, but the gin is a special blend, infused with botanicals and citrus and is lovely all on its own. “We’ll have

And this is what you did on the mornings you both found yourselves on adjacent stoops, philosophizing over things out of your control. Like the rising cost of everything or how her middle one must fully process every feeling, otherwise, he is a lion ready to attack.

A short piece of flash fiction by Azee Amoo

Three honks when she left. Two honks for “I’m home.” One honk for each word.  It was theirs. “I love you.” “I’m home.” It meant she was safe.

The Dodson twins never imagined what would come of it that day when their aunt dropped off a Banyan seedling on their doorstep.

The boy was fourteen, so he knew what he was doing. At fourteen we are everything we will ever be which is why it’s then that the world attempts to so drastically improve us. 

The path was often muddy, you had to use roots for steps, and it led us out of the warm light that the barn breathed out.

I nodded, looked out over the city, and thought that what Jake had just said was exactly what was wrong with white people.

A few days ago, colleagues at a work function had been standing in a circle. He was pallid-work-him glass in hand, standing to one side.

I miss the parts where my siblings and I would pile into my parents’ bed on the weekend, my father still half asleep and my mother long awaken.

Mrs. Greene just shakes her head. For a moment, she seems about to speak, to demand something again—

The girl walks towards the waves by herself, still clutching the packet of biscuits, the water a little above her anklets.

Outside, noise from the street reminded Dave that life existed beyond his apartment.

I stub the butt of my cigarette out and stare blankly at the too trimmed row of bushes bordering our backyard. Michigan is chilly in October. I go inside.

The berries they usually found in wild abundance failed to materialize. At first the stories struck her as apocryphal. Bears were reportedly ripping...

Kathleen was the last appointment of the day. Being of Irish ancestry, I recognized that her ancestors came from the same place.

Being civically engaged, she began encouraging him to offer marionettes to charity events, fund raisers, parties. They began their marriage this way and the practice continued for years.

Sarah’s mother kissed her on the forehead. “I hadn’t really thought about it.

When Binoy the male nurse joined, Maami shifted with her grandkids and forgot Maama completely. Once, when she accidentally confronted her now forty-kilo husband in the corridor

The only thing you could never bear about your mother was that she’d always been a terrible liar, an atrociously unconvincing one. She’d only half-look..

S is confusing my count of how many wrinkles I have found under my eyes when I smile. He sits at the edge of the bathtub, unbothered about lines, creases, or drooping at the corners of the mouth. I continue with the lined-up bottles of toners and essences and serums...