Returning home this May after four years of college, I was forced to come to terms with the effects my interracial relationship had on my family--particularly my relationship with my mother.  This "coming-to-terms" resulted in my first piece written for submission: "Truths Revealed about Family, Love, and Life on an Easter Sunday," a 4,000 word memoir/creative non-fiction piece. Though it's centered on my personal story, I believe it deals with universal issues and speaks to anyone who's ever been torn between loved ones.

“Most glorious Lord of lyfe, that on this day,
Didst make thy triumph over death and sin:
And having harrowd hell, didst bring away
Captivity thence captive us to win:
This joyous day, deare Lord, with joy begin,
And grant that we for whom thou diddest dye
Being with thy deare blood clene washt from sin,
May likewise love thee for the same againe:
And for thy sake that all lyke deare didst buy,
With love may one another entertayne,
So let us love, deare love, lyke as we ought,
Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught”.
                            -Edmund Spenser, Sonnet 68

Easter Sunday: Late Morning

Standing on an Upper East Side corner that beautiful morning, my arms struggled to balance a bag of dirty clothes, my suitcase, and an absurdly large Easter basket, while my eyes, brimming with tears, followed the parade of smiling families that made their way down the avenue.  Meanwhile, my boyfriend, or lover, or whatever he was to me at the time, hailed the cab that would bring us from the second home we had been thrown out of that Easter weekend.

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