Month: November 2017

Can a Tree Teach Race Relations? Magnolia Justice, by Jana Laiz

I often dream entire passages or lines for books I’m writing and one night, I woke with this line, “I remember the Winter long ago, the one that lingered like regret.” I had to rustle around in my bedside table to find paper and pen to write it down. When your dreams offer you lines like that, you don’t say no. Later that same day, my husband came into my office and said, “You should write a story about a lynching tree from the point of view of the tree.”

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A Love Letter to Mother India, by Amber Chand

“I have sat with the doctor of spices, with his kohl-lined eyes and thick dark beard, as he poured tea into porcelain tea cups infused with saffron, cardamom and cinnamon – an elixir of magic….I have felt ecstasy as the full moon has lit up the sky over the Mughal parapets and the dancers have whirled and twirled around me to the sound of tinkling ankle bells.”

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