Loretta Moore

“Where Could I Be” by Loretta Moore

Submitted to Contest #59

Where Could I Be By Loretta Moore     A wall of water washed over me, thirty-year-old, single Larry Jackson and I struggled against it as it pushed me downward toward death’s cold embrace. I fought hard to hold on to life but found myself drifting into a frightening, dark watery mass. I felt like Jonah in the belly of a whale. Loneliness engulfed me.     A white light traveled toward me, and I felt myself dissolving into a world of shadows and realms and dimensions on a boundless journey, walking in ...

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“A BLACK MALE IN AMERICA 'NEVER' BREATHES FREELY” by Loretta Moore

Submitted to Contest #45

“A Black Male in America ‘Never’ Breathes Freely”    “Mom, I worry about how I’m seen. I feel insecure every time I’m visible, anytime I’m outside, even outside to care for my yard I feel vulnerable. I always feel I’m compromising my sense of safety,” my son Michael sadly related to me.    That particular evening, my thirty-five-year-old African American son and I had a conversation by telephone the uprising the ‘George Floyd’ murder triggered. Michael mentioned distinct instances, some I recalled that...

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“THE HANSLEYVILLE MURDER MYSTERY” by Loretta Moore

Submitted to Contest #37

  THE HANSLEYVILLE MURDER MYSTERY   Hansleyville, Delaware’s location, with its strong link to the past is perfect for the manifestation of ‘Mystery.’ The dead body of Earl Hansley Aldridge was found on the grounds of his estate. How his death really occurred remains on the minds of everyone.         Looking back in time, then landlord Earl Hansley Aldridge promised a large reward for Roy Mills’ part in his bootleg operation. (The loyal tenant picked up a horse and wagon loaded with crates of alcohol coming in f...

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“PARTS OF DELAWARE DESCRIBED” by Loretta Moore

Submitted to Contest #36

“Parts of Delaware Described”  The Delmarva Penisula, the region about which I’m describing in my journal took place in 1980 when I drove there from Pennsylvania, where I’m from. Immediately, coming upon the eastern shore of America I sensed something mysterious, metaphysical, and mystical about the watery environment seeming in command: histrionic and universal qualities with Aegean and Arcadian components cast brooding shadows on the surroundings-the deepest shadows appearing across the terrain closest to the Atlantic Ocean. The area...

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“OUT OF A CHILLY FOG” by Loretta Moore

Submitted to Contest #32

              OUT OF A CHILLY FOG      The winter of 1976, in Hansleyville, Delaware, under the cover of a chilly fog, tall, brown-skinned Charles Whitney began a solitary stroll across his 250-acre of corn, barley, soybean and wheat fields.  No matter the season, even the cold weather nothing could deter him from his union with these surroundings, contemplating life in the presence of nature. About ten minutes into his excursion over his wasteland farm, Charles caught sight of...

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“DELORES' LOVE, IKE” by Loretta Moore

Submitted to Contest #31

DELORES’ LOVE, IKE       Around 1960, the most prosperous business in Groves Place, Delaware’s Black community has for a long time been Wright’s Funeral Services, owned by fifty-nine-year-old Herbert Wright. His grown sons, Douglas, Leonard and Louis are co-owners of the family business. Delores, Herbert’s wife and mother of their children, is an attractive, well-bred woman. Delores Wright has everything, but regrettably you could say that living a life of privilege has not protected her for she lives in luxury and h...

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“LOVE AND LOVERS” by Loretta Moore

LOVE AND LOVERS   Forty-year-old Salome Ughani realized the power she had over young diplomat Eddie Ramsey, just twenty-seven. Romance between them crystalized from the moment she walked into his office at the Embassy one day and they locked eyes. The older woman and much younger man became lost in a sea of love. There were times when she could not bring herself to that disposition, when she felt stripped of all reason because of her compelling love, a married woman for another man, and someone as young as one of her two sons. On this p...

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