childhood
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I was Once a Drug Lord
Read Time: 6 mins | Live on MasticadoresIndia “Hi Jimmy.” Her voice rang in my one good ear. Sweet Jesus, she had seen me, and there was no avoiding her now. I waved and walked to her counter. “I came to renew my license.” “You could have done it online, Jimmy.” Charmaine peered at me… Continue reading
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Black Sheep
Your trajectory is abject failure I see your looming demise Famous last words the old man had prophesied He had mocked me with his swan song I was forever determined to prove him wrong Called his teenage son a disappointment Cut me out of his last will and testament When he died I didn’t weep… Continue reading
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Full Circle
I came home to Trinidad last Thursday. The old lady, was celebrating here 88th birthday. It was a familiar feeling being in the place that was my home for 16 years of my life, yet I couldn’t help feeling like I was a stranger. There was the familiar sound of her stealthy steps gliding down… Continue reading
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Chats with my Mom #4
I felt sad talking to the old lady this Sunday morning. The fact is, there were periods in her life that robbed her of a childhood, denied her the pursuit of her dreams and limited her options. Growing up during a global war, living in a broken home, and dealing with poverty as a way… Continue reading
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