My skin, my trauma

My skin, my trauma

Over the years I have touched on life as it is in the color of my skin. Only cursory at best. I have never delved deeply into what this experience is and has been for me. Never felt I had the words or the courage to accurately express what this …

Parang – Also the music of Trinidad & Tobago

I wrote many years ago in one of my spoken word pieces that my accent is like a potpourri of exercises in colonization left unfinished forever branded on the cusp of my tongue. An offspring of this little island called Trinidad where our culture is indeed a potpourri of cultures, …