Fiction: 'What Happens Next' by B.K. Marcus
- Fiction
- 05/04/2018
My grandfather made his coffee an old-fashioned way. First, he tossed the grounds – he knew how much – straight into boiling water where they seethed and roiled, orange at the scum. And when he judged they’d boiled enough – a frown of concentration on his face – he tipped the mixture through a slip
READ MOREOriginally published on 7/16/18, reprinted with permission from the author Lisa Cooper Ellison The air stings my cheeks as I walk the same four blocks I’ve trudged all winter, taking yet another break from my writing. “Yo, HP (this is what I call my higher power), am I crazy for doing this?” I say this
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