When Genevieve arrives at the address in East Atlanta on the card Roscoe gave her, she is met at the door by the thinnest person she’s ever laid eyes on, a woman who appears to be late-twenties to mid-thirties. She’s several inches taller than Genevieve, and can’t weigh more than a hundred pounds soaking wet. … Continue reading The Pupil: Genevieve & Aileen
Genevieve Duchard stands before the door labeled “L. J. Walker Security Consultants, LLC” hesitant to go further. From Abby’s reconnaissance the day before, she knows only one person is likely to be inside, but that person is certain to be formidable. Genevieve takes in a deep breath, and, as she lets it out, she pushes … Continue reading Worthy, Genevieve & Leah
No sound because I had music on in the background.
Author Allan Hudson has featured me on his blog South Branch Scribbler, with an interview and an excerpt of Atlanta Stories: Fables of the New South. Many thanks, Allan, and thanks to author Bobby Nash for introducing us. Be sure to check out Allan’s other posts while there. Here’s a link. http://allanhudson.blogspot.com/2019/12/guest-g-m-lupo-of-atlanta-georgia.html
The human race is the only species I’m aware of that’s actively committing suicide. We know we’re having a detrimental effect on the planet and no one seems to care. Much of the population is unconcerned with the welfare of the planet because they’re more focused on exploiting it for material wealth, or on accruing … Continue reading Survival Game
14 November 2019, Woodruff Arts Center, Atlanta, Georgia.
Though we both existed on the planet together for about five years, I have no living memory of Martin Luther King. He was assassinated sixteen days before my fifth birthday. I recall hearing of his assassination at the time it happened, but I do not recall specifically how I heard about it, nor did I … Continue reading Icons
Mother Avis Collins stands before a packed sanctuary at her church and welcomes the faithful. “Good morning!” she says and is greeted by a chorus of replies. “Today is the day the Lord has made. I welcome you all to fellowship with us. I’d like to ask all the home folk to rise and visitors … Continue reading Woman of God, Avis
Rhiannon Worthy pauses outside the waterfront building with the words, “Seattle Art Institute” in raised letters on its outside wall. Rosie, what’s this all about? She goes to the glass doors, takes a deep breath, and enters. Inside is a wide-open lobby, the walls of which are lined with artwork. A directory guides visitors to … Continue reading Worthy, The Gallery
So much for stealth. I may know someone who has a job for this guy.