Thanks Sista

I get out of my car and open the truck to retrieve the first draft I want to review while at the doctor’s office. As I close it, a sister in a blue shirt and jeans walking down the street flags me down.

“Hey” she said, as I take my headphones out of my ears.  “Might wanna adjust your dress. Your whole ass was showing when you got out of the car.”  I pulled down my dress with gratitude. No one else is in the parking lot.

I love black women. We’ll tell you like it is, and help you cover your ass at the same time.

Published by Eryka

Eryka Jackson is a freelance writer and communications professional living in Memphis, Tenn. She writes creative non-fiction, speculative fiction, and poetry. Eryka holds a Masters in Applied Linguistics from Old Dominion University. She is a Certified Aromatherapist, who enjoys photography, cooking, and yoga. A true southerner, Ms. Jackson can make a pound cake and peach cobbler from scratch; has caught lightning bugs in a jar and blessed many hearts.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Richar

De nenhum lado de todo. De todos os lados um pouco. (Drexler, J.)

Cambly Blog

Practice English with a Native Speaker

Commonplace Book Blog

Creative Nonfiction, Writing, and the Pleasures of Reading

Everyday linguistic anthropology

Jena Barchas-Lichtenstein

(I am because you are)

Trying to decolonise my mind

what sandra thinks

fiction.poetry.art.truth.humor.life

Writing Forward

A writing lifestyle blog

%d bloggers like this: