Ms. Clara’s Family by Coletha Albert

The floorboards of the abandoned parish in Oakhaven still bore the black enamel scorch marks from fifty years ago. That night, six men in gray robes had locked ten-year-old Clara in the center of the subterranean chamber. They burned salt and dried nightshade, chanting long, guttural incantations to drag something cruel up through the earthContinueContinue reading “Ms. Clara’s Family by Coletha Albert”

Recognition by Coletha Y. Albert

I don’t recognize you Do you recognize me? What’s your favorite color? What do you believe? Who do you call on when you’re feeling low? Who do you rely on when you’re out of control? Who brings you peace when you’re going through? Who is your beloved no matter what they do? Why? The answerContinueContinue reading “Recognition by Coletha Y. Albert”