Sheree Renée Thomas is an award-winning fiction writer, poet, and editor. Nine Bar Blues: Stories from an Ancient Future (Third Man Books, 2020) is her debut fiction collection. She is also the author of two multi-genre/hybrid collections, Sleeping Under the Tree of Life (Aqueduct Press, 2016), long-listed for the 2016 Otherwise Award and honored with a Publishers Weekly Starred Review and Shotgun Lullabies (Aqueduct, 2011). She also edited the World Fantasy Award-winning Black speculative fiction volumes Dark Matter. A Marvel writer, her novelette, “Heart of a Panther” appears in The Black Panther: Tales of Wakanda edited by Jesse J. Holland. She is the editor of The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction and associate editor of Obsidian: Literature & Arts in the African Diaspora. Explore more at www.shereereneethomas.com or follow her via Twitter @blackpotmojo.
Three men emerged from darkness and walked to the edge of the wood, the scent of roses rising all around them. The moon hung like a broken jaw above the Memphis night. The schoolyard lay ahead, its wood fence disjointed and leaning. The fetid scent of wet grass, of...
Season 1 Episode 46 AUNT DISSY'S POLICY DREAM BOOK by SHEREE RENÉE THOMAS You don’t get what you want because you want it. The waxy skin of my palm, the faded scars, remnants of a jagged river, was proof that not everything is meant for you. No, not love or riches,...
Cultural astronomer Jarita C. Holbrook studies the sky lore of indigenous African nations, whose mythology and spiritual cosmology reflect their stories, values, and culture. Her research takes her throughout the continent and her dedicated readers have journeyed...
Thistle stepped over an upturned root that twisted from the dark, wet earth. “Your mama live near the river?” “Naw.” “Your mama live in a tree?” “Nope.” “Then what we doing?” “Mama the river and the tree.” She moved with deliberate grace, each footfall a code that...
“Want some candy?” Aunt Dissy asked when I was seven. Delighted, I thrust open my hand. “Let me see it,” she said. She grabbed my hand before I could hide it in my pocket, forced me to reveal the map that was the dark life lines of my palm. Aunt Dissy shook her head...
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