Fey Ugokwe's Blog - Posts Tagged "multinational"
Wifey
**Description: a mystical, lyrical and haunting, psychological thriller that careens along the unexpected twists and dark turns in the tenuous marriage between a 22-year-old, primarily Asian, Miami-born daughter of well-heeled, immigrant professors and a 25-year-old, orphaned African-American man from the hard scrabble of Los Angeles and their relationship's journey from L.A. to the suburbs of Dallas. "Wifey", a work of contemporary fiction/contemporary women's fiction--that also includes other diverse and multinational characters--highlights a variety of sociocultural issues, inclusive of domestic violence, differential treatment, spirituality, and sustainability, using the universalizing backdrop of food, and spotlights the smacking differentials within individual power, the hair-raising undertow of relationship secrets, and the prickling chill of unforeseen fates.**
One-Way Road Whipped Cream
Mouthful of smooth, rounding sure into vanilla, lifted with real air and time--he told her with a grin that that's what he wanted, but:
Caribbean Mystery at a Dallas Farmer's Market
Inching into city blacktop on ballet flats--careening, kinetic cornucopia of pungent sight, scent, all sound--insistent hands reaching, squishing at the lusciousness, looking for the bruisings in the wrong place...
Good Girl Gazpacho
New, she quick skinny-dipped into blinking bright green, a fresh-spooned lap in the bracing aqueous, liquids so light--a finish clean--she'd thought L.A. in the lush so well suited her...
Wifey
"...[she] thought deeply for moments, idly tracing a teardrop of condensation falling quickly down the side...she watched the bright red liquid settle against the rind of the whole pieces of citrus fruit, as they rested in the glass. Her fave part of the drink was sucking down the sweet-sour flesh steeped in the wine at its end in the vessel. But--she wasn't nearly there to the bottom. She sighed and wondered for a moment why life always seemed that way lately--taking so long to get to the innermost part..."
Purity's Passion Potluck: Peril at a Dallas Dinner Party
And they were two flirting at pots eyes on eyes and veins rushing, with the ambrosial mix of peoples as their green screen and it was sweet-sweat spice-smelling and sensuous, giddy back and well pleasant spinning, the chatting laughing breathing eating touching--in the savoury lush, oak, and rye--for a time:
Wifey
**Description: a mystical, lyrical and haunting, psychological thriller that careens along the unexpected twists and dark turns in the tenuous marriage between a 22-year-old, primarily Asian, Miami-born daughter of well-heeled, immigrant professors and a 25-year-old, orphaned African-American man from the hard scrabble of Los Angeles and their relationship's journey from L.A. to the suburbs of Dallas. "Wifey", a work of contemporary fiction/contemporary women's fiction--that also includes other diverse and multinational characters--highlights a variety of sociocultural issues, inclusive of domestic violence, differential treatment, spirituality, and sustainability, using the universalizing backdrop of food, and spotlights the smacking differentials within individual power, the hair-raising undertow of relationship secrets, and the prickling chill of unforeseen fates.**
"Wifey" by Fey Ugokwe
Wifey:
"The restaurant was a dimly-lit, self-described coffee shop in a transitional area of Fort Worth, its faded, grey stucco facade almost invisible against the dreary and ailing backdrop. Inside was bustling and aurally electric with the din of a hundred conversations, the clinking of silverware and plates, and the movement of bodies without the insulation of sound...":
"The restaurant was a dimly-lit, self-described coffee shop in a transitional area of Fort Worth, its faded, grey stucco facade almost invisible against the dreary and ailing backdrop. Inside was bustling and aurally electric with the din of a hundred conversations, the clinking of silverware and plates, and the movement of bodies without the insulation of sound...":
"Wifey" by Fey Ugokwe
"The sky suddenly darkened into a night, with a large spinning patch of daylight in the distance--and bright, rich, almost blindingly deep-blue flowers began to fall out of the air to everywhere...one huge stalk fell violently...its tip caught in her hooped, gold earring..." Wifey
Wifey by Fey Ugokwe
"P.V. stared back at him, feeling as if a wild animal trapped, being observed as prey, nervous as to what move the predator might next make. A thought occurred to her as she lay there, startled and paining...and just then, as the sun pushed blindingly in...she smelt sandalwood...He sat smirking at P.V., letting the seconds roll in the still, a few frightening pulses more. Then he leaned a little forward, and opened his twisting mouth..." Wifey
