Mary B Sellers 7/19/24 Mary B Sellers 7/19/24

“a hard pill to swallow” and “(im)permeability”

Mary B Sellers 7/19/24 Mary B Sellers 7/19/24

on the Flight back to nigeria

She was seated at the rear stage of seat 202 on Row 4 at the Barclays Centre when Chris Martin brought out his guitar and started playing.

Mary B Sellers 7/18/24 Mary B Sellers 7/18/24

The Wishbone's Desperate Sigh

Mary B Sellers 7/15/24 Mary B Sellers 7/15/24

The Destruction That Made Me

Trying to move through a crowd of hundreds would cause anyone to feel overwhelmed. Driving during rush hour may make someone feel a little more on edge, antsy even.

Mary B Sellers 7/14/24 Mary B Sellers 7/14/24

The Shroud of Joy

Have you ever kissed a sunset with a lemon drop in one hand and in your other the lead soldiers left behind in that last upheaval?

Mary B Sellers 7/13/24 Mary B Sellers 7/13/24

The Fifty-minute hour

The big hand presses the twelve while the little hand settles down over the four. Beyond the window, the world waits, silent and dark. My mother’s fingers encircle my bony right shoulder, easing it back and forth.