Invisible Bars

by Alecia J

I cocked my head. “Do you hear from ghosts often?” That shut him up. I continued. “Whatever Blu had going on, it caught up to him. You won’t find him here… or anywhere,” I clarified.

Do you admit to murder often?

And yeah… I’m exactly who you think I am.”

You’re telling strangers your secret identity now?

Dessign wheeled around the corner with all the confidence of a woman who ran her house, disability or not.

Love all the disability rep in this book

But even miracles need maintenance.

“Terrence, you said what you said, and I heard you the first time. I just made sure you heard me. Thank you for inquiring. I won’t be in touch,” I concluded.

All you had to do was say you’re not gay. Not that serious

“Oh! I’d post a cute selfie in front of the building and put ‘vibes were off today, but we still slay.’ Hashtag damage control.”

Lmao

”So fair warning,” Dessign kept ranting, “if she’s not here when you make it, the most I can do is just pray about it and post her picture on Facebook with a ‘Have you seen this woman?’ caption like she stole my wig.”

I need a Dessign and Chicago book. I know it would be so funny.

“I’m just saying, Mama. I love the Lord, but I’d also love a Benz, a lace front that doesn’t lift, a man with good credit and on who doesn’t lie! And if God’s trying to send all that? I’ll open the door myself!”

Me too

You got your daddy’s good ass hair

Don’t act like he has good hair because he’s mixed. All hair is good hair, sis

“I’m sure she fixed your plate too, huh? Probably had it tucked in the oven with a handwritten note and a kiss on the cornbread.”

A kiss on the corn bread is wild

“Touché, as you females say.”

Since when do only women say touché?

“I need my student loan balance erased. My knees restored to factory settings, and one man who ain’t allergic to commitment.”

I’m wit ya when you’re right Renee