Once upon a time I was a little girl in Jamaica. My most prized possession was a hair styling head – basically a severed doll’s head with the neck sloping into a rubber base that stayed in place as I curled, braided and pinned the medium length tresses into concoctions Read more
8 minutes to reflect on the weeks of navel gazing that has been awards season. I’m not mad about it, the awards are by and for the people being celebrated and they know the true worth of the awards. It’s more than a popularity contest, it’s the ultimate pursuit in Read more
10 am Sunday January 26, 2020. A helicopter crashes in Calabassas, California. I am in Toronto stuffing five dollar bills into red envelopes. I double check my head count, there was a pregnancy announcement at the last family gathering, wait that was in November, my numbers are good. The family Read more
Perfection is a curse. My father was a draughtsman. He made a career of drafting the engineer’s plans. He was meticulous. He was exact, rendering exquisite works of precision. I loved watching my father wield his pen, whether it was his signature on a check or a calligraphy acrostic for Read more
Oh myopia! Delta and Bank of America are bothered about a tree while standing in the middle of a forest. They huffed off with their funding and missed the point completely. American Express clarified that they made no financial contribution to, nor do they “condone the interpretation of the Julius Read more
Shinae would never understand how a body could wear so many clothes every day. Even the biggest bird could not carry the feathers in this coat. But the boots were the worst; waterproof lead weights that they expected her to run in and not fall. And the falls weren’t even cushioned by Read more
Nana said it was only a matter of time. A body could only take so much but a mind was a whole other matter. Genny was a strong woman even though she didn’t immediately look it. She wasn’t tall but she was solid; squat and solid and she could set Read more
It doesn’t look like much, it could easily be mistaken for a lump of dirty soap floating and bobbing in the increasingly tepid water. The skin on her upper arm flesh starts the poultry pucker. The shape is crudely reminiscent of a boat and it floats. Dad’s toy boat. The knife Read more