The dulling of the card sharps

The Wednesday night crowd around the big table center of the brewery beer hall was middle-aged men boisterously playing cards trash-talking howling with delight at winning hands or someone missing a bet, bid the beer, the game was all flowing we were living semi-vicariously two-tables…

Butterflies (Hour 12)

The congregation nod as the pastor “preaches” he decrees death upon women following other people’s husbands “Ride on Sir” Ejiro echoes   Now she turns to me gifts me an ear-to-ear grin then points with her gaze “that woman is sleeping with the husband of…

RAJAH

Run farther Always knowing Justice cannot Absolve this Hatred anymore See this And trust Nothing can Deter or Oppose this Real affection

In the Rooms, Women Come and Go – hour 12

Hour 12, Prompt 12   In the Rooms, Women Come and Go   Betty’s machine-gun laugh rat-a-tat-tats from the far corner where the hostess positioned her Attempting to soften the gunfire with the plethora of ornament-themed throw pillows and expensive red rugs between the shrapnel…