A Eulogy to my Youth – some thoughts on reaching 40

I used to hold on to my old selves like they were living, breathing things and thinking that if I let them go, I would somehow be betraying them, abandoning them, when in reality they were pleading to be freed from a mind and heart that they no longer suited. Pleading to be laid to rest.

Islam Island

The attempted Coup d’etat of July 27, 1990 in Trinidad and Tobago represents a deep rupture for me, and for many of the children who belonged to the Jamaat Al Muslimeen community. It signaled an end to life as we knew it. Over the last few years, I have been exploring and interrogating the landscape […]

Green Mangoes in my pockets – [Reflections on growing up]

There is grace in the way your heart crashes onto every shore with the hope that it has found home.

With love from cell 14

As the story goes Mama (Maud Wiltshire) arrived in Trinidad from Grenada at the age of 13. She grew up in Carenage, St. George’s and eventually settled in Carenage in the west of the island of Trinidad, School Street to be exact. She told me that she arrived on a boat called the Lady Hawkins […]