Shot in the Dark.

When you fall out of love, where does it go? It’s been two years since my heart was broken in New York. In that time i knew exactly where the love went because i put it there. It festered in my bones, though not love anymore instead it became this jagged manifestation–stale and blighted, like bread in a closed container left in […]

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Crick, Crack.

In the West Indies, we love a good story. They reside in everything; our carnival celebration and our music to name a few. Calypso is just commentary set to trotting beat, songs that are true harbingers of our history. Crick crack is a quick prelude to a fable. It’s like throwing a penny in the […]

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Beats, under the melody. That’s New York City, it has a pulse under a rolling, chaotic sound. Not everyone hears it, but I did.  I was waiting for the F or M train, I’ve forgotten which exactly but it was definitely one of the orange ones. It was crowded on the platform, in addition to […]

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The Colour Hipster

Before I moved to New York City, I didn’t know what a hipster was. I was moving there after graduating from university in Oxfordshire; the corduroy, savant, lord this & that Mecca of the earth. I was used to delicious rowing gods and socially inept geniuses. Hipsters? Pardon? I obviously wasn’t prepared, I’d never heard […]

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The Bridge

“The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world.” ~ F.S.F. I know I’ve written about this before, but i miss New York. I miss it like a dead loved one, i miss it […]

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Grin and Bear

Winnie the Pooh taught me many things; kindness, acceptance, the propensity for depression in donkeys. A.A. Milne being of sound mind and strategy definitely managed to weave reality into the characters of the hundred acre wood to remind kids and adults alike that life is well, complicated. “Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh?” […]

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Rihanna + The Real Island Girl

I generally write about my life so far, but after seeing my Bajan neighbor’s recent attempt at being an exotic dancer i had to put in my two cents, or maybe just a carefully worded view since money seems to egg her on. I know this is an inflammatory title, but it’s merely an opinion […]

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The Learning Curves

Yup that’s me in the picture, checking out the goods. My name is D and i am…a model. Well, I’m supposed to be if i wasn’t crusoe’d on this island. I was scouted in New York shortly before I left, so in the frenzy of me losing my marbles then retrieving them, i just didn’t […]

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Hey Stella

  Hey Stellaaaaaaa!…We all know that roar from a whiskey soaked Marlon Brando. I always wondered if in that moment, he was thinking of the woman who taught him everything he knew, who cultivated the raw talent within the young squire, the true namesake of the moment; Stella Adler. She was my teacher as well, […]

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