It’s Friday noon past. The sun feels hot. It feels hotter as the afternoon slowly comes to...
Author - Danielni Castro
SONJI
With oriental eyes and a Jamaican smilespeaks like a Londonerbut she is much more.There is a...
The Picture
All I got is a pictureJamaican smileJamaican childrenOne bigger, one smaller.A Jamaican motherTwo...
I Love A Woman
The man was therethe lady was there.Bare to bare, arms in arms.One for her, one for him...
My Sweet Gorilla
She went through my thingssearching searchingsearching for symbolssearchingfor no trustnot knowing...
The Poet
Everyone is a poethow many verses do we think of and we do not writelost emotionslost feelings. We...
Fig Tree Blues
I try to look so wellI’m like Cinderellaevery morning in my bestto go to townto go to work.No...