“Akimbo in Aripo” by Wenmimareba Klobah Collins
At night you lie awake, kept up by the sounds of running feet and children’s eerie laughter . . .
At night you lie awake, kept up by the sounds of running feet and children’s eerie laughter . . .
Jariah feels remnants of bickering trailing behind her like afterbirth, spotting at times, or falling out uninterrupted at others . . .
Late one afternoon, while sweeping up, my uncle asked if he ever told me about how he almost make a jail, and immediately I thought: whoremongering . . .
Lydia scans the online travel magazine and sips her tea distractedly. Work is boring, and the weather outside is dreadful. She needs a break. She’s browsing for an adventure to lift her spirits when a headline jumps out: Come experience the real Caribbean, it beckons . . .
I been told their words will steal my heart . . .
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Men is stupid creatures, you know. Anyone ask, tell them La-La say that . . .
Marlon and Shawn spend every Saturday of their retirement fishing together out on Runaway Bay . . .