Stories

Personal essays, wisdom and ephemera

An excerpt from Kerika Fields' new novella
Equinox has long since reopened. Pandemic restrictions and fears have eased. Yet, this ragtag team of over-50 warriors is still going strong.
My mother was a voracious reader. She filled our house with stacks and stacks of books, overflowing in various corners, and all ripe for the taking…
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Initially, neither my older brother or sister called me to schedule the week I was taking care of our mom. Why? Because I am the youngest.
I’m not sure how we will manage this going forward; right now it’s an everyone pitch-in kind of vibe. But I feel this pull back to my hometown, to care…
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As I get older, I no longer see family and community as a place to shrink myself under the weight of what’s expected, but rather as a place to love and…
Now that I look back on this night, I realize he didn’t agree to my plan in order to save the Christmas tamales. He aimed to save my emotions.
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