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Ghana in a timing
Saturday, May 18, 2013
It’s as if I’m floating over my own body as this is happening. Like I’m not really here. In Accra, Ghana. In the heat and noise of an African night.
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In a blue time
Saturday, May 11, 2013
There is a woman with blue hair sitting next to me. She’s probably the coolest woman I’ve met since being in England this time.
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Lend us bullets
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Town say, good riddance to bad rubbish. Town say, hit the road and doh come back. No more no more. Town say, he had to go.
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Wasting water with tears
Saturday, April 20, 2013
When you die who will weep for you?
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Breasts of iron
Friday, April 12, 2013
I am a little girl again standing at a bus stop in England waiting to go to school.
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Write and round spelling
Saturday, April 6, 2013
I die a little death of abject shame everytime I read something of mine that’s been published with a grammatical error.
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The Economics Of Fear
Saturday, March 16, 2013
The only people in Trinidad who seem to be getting more clever and using their smarts to get ahead is the bandits.
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Not much to celebrate
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Not that you asked. But I’ll tell you, I’m not terribly happy about the state of my country right now.
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I’m a nobody from a nothing place
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Maybe it’s all that peroxide that’s eaten through Nicki Minaj’s scalp and started affecting her brain.
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Shaking away REALITY
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Why the hell they shaking they don’t know. The Harlem Shake viral video phenomenon has birthed a slew of Trinidad versions.
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