Fey Ugokwe's Blog - Posts Tagged "episcopal"

"When Rev. finally reached just near the top landing, he stopped, feet still on opposite stairs, lungs straining to grab at pieces of air from his shallow, in-out in-out mouth open wide. His belly and all insides were burning. He rested on his hands, cheek sliding, wet skin on wet skin, the dank smell of sweat salt and cologne mingling. A long, cooling breeze hit him from the right. And a beat later, he heard...":

"The number one man was grinning wider, ear-to-ear, palm still splayed and pushing firmly at Rhys' chest. 'Look, dude--m'man jus' need to have a word. He ain' seen his wife in awhile, you know?' But Rhys pitched his head and torso forward, still struggling against the crew...":

"'Well...I decided to have a go at...well, seminary, actually. Nothing vicar--um--priest-like or anything, mind you. Just thought...well thought it might do me a bit of good for awhile. Think I'd actually like to teach it one day...'":

"But one day, in desperation, her mother called her, stirring pots of her own, a sea breeze blowing audibly into her window. Her mother pivoted toward the panes, breathing in the wafts of sweet brine. The sounds of gusting wind blew strongly across the cell phone connection to meet P.V.'s ears. As they did, her mother stood, wisps of stray hairs flying, wishing that her clearly hurting daughter was there. Then quietly, eyes staring out across one of the bluest of horizons, she said...":

"Rodney went to unbutton P.V.'s blouse, to test the limits of his newfound theory, but her hands flew up like quick little windmills, slapping his away. Her elbows were flying at his chest, body twisting to break free in every direction. He was immediately amused--laughing as he neatly caught up her little wrists to contain her...":