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About Gabriella Callender

A New York native, Gabriella Callender is a singer/ songwriter humanist and activist who is known to use her soulful folk songs to inspire community building and growth. In addition, Gabriella is the musical director of the groundbreaking, thought provoking performance ensemble, Mahina Movement. As a performance artist, Gabriella has performed on over 1000 stages from the Brecht Forum to Lincoln Center and her songs have been used by the March for World Peace Organization, the Human Rights Organization, as well as, in the film, Anomaly, and many others to inspire thousands. Stay tuned for her upcoming album EMMA, June 2010.

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The Bequest: Chapter Four

The Bequest: Chapter Four

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BOOMIE

Boomie zoomed around the corner of Camden Road like lightening on wheels. He was fourteen and fast. He named his bicycle Harley and was making more money that any newspaper delivery kid in the whole of St. Albans, Queens. He had five newspaper routes to fill in the two hours before school started. Fling!

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The Bequest: Chapter Three

The Bequest: Chapter Three

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DAWN

The smell of cinnamon woke me up. I reached over to spoon Max’s smooth, curvaceous body but there was only an imprint on the side of the bed where she had been laying. I pulled the covers over my head and resisted the sunlight as it crept through the blinds. The alarm on my watch went off. It was five o’clock in the morning.

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The Bequest: Chapter One & Two

The Bequest: Chapter One & Two

THE INHERITANCE

I thought I had died. My car had spun around to face a truck speeding toward me and I closed my eyes. The sound of the rain dripping onto the passenger seat reminded me I was still alive.

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Valentine’s Day Love

Valentine’s Day Love

It was Thursday, two days before Valentine’s day and much warmer than I had wanted it to be. The nice weather was my incentive to make sure I was not alone come Saturday.

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Back In The Day

Back In The Day

It was a hot summer in Queens, 1984. Sweat pooled underneath my bra as I perched on my stoop, Bible in hand. My fingers lingered on 1 Corinthians 6:9-10.

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