I love writing and telling stories where the adventure unfolds around some who looks like me. There is something about being able to craft a world or a place where I can invite others into so they can feel like they belong.
The Water behind the Rock
In the stark, lifeless field of cracked rock and red-orange earth, two figures stood in the shadow of a large rock formation. From a distance, it appeared they had taken refuge from the sun’s plague of heat. But the way they stood was unnatural; lifeless like the desert all around them. For several moments their bodies did not move at all, their attention, transfixed on the ground before them.