I look back through my tear-stained eyes for once last blurred glimpse of my parents. A fumble through ticketing and security lead me to a long, dimly lit passageway of seemingly infinite moving sidewalks. A glowing dome surrounds the chamber and the tiny lights that occupy my field of vision change form and hue in … Continued
The stars far above shone its reflection on Imo River, giving it a pleasant view from where we stood. Fifteen of us lined up on a bamboo-made seat and gazed ahead; my eyes sparkled with excitement without a blink at what I saw.To me, the view was what I termed “nature” ; And what is … Continued
My sneakers slap the ground, crunching over a carpet of gravel and wood chips. I’m shaded beneath the green leafy canopy, but here humidity is ever-present. Sweat drips down my face, crusted beneath my eyes and salty on my lips. My breathing is measured by footfalls: inhale for two, out for one. One-two—three. One-two—three. One-two—three. … Continued
As a person who has traveled extensively, I can honestly state that every place is unique, having its own sense of freedom. Each place I have been to indeed have very obliging people. There are many places in the world in which the people living there are controlled and do not have a sense of … Continued
When I climb mountains on my own, my out-of-the-mountains life melts away. I become a person who doesn’t have a messy kitchen and has no errands to run. While at times I feel like I am going to die from exertion, I also feel years falling off my shoulders. Give me a mountain range, and … Continued
From Montego-Bay to Royan Growing up in Jamaica, water was always at my fingertips. As a child, I considered her a close friend. I would play with the water and she would play with me. I would stand waist deep in her salty blues and she would splash me over and over trying to push … Continued
As we lay on our backs every evening, the asphalt of the bridge still warm from the day’s sun, we tracked satellites in the sky like so many mosquitos buzzing over the valley. Above us, Billy’s Peak jutted out casting a harsh silhouette against the sky. Below us, Ripple Creek trickled along carrying the snow-melt … Continued
I didn’t learn to snorkel as a kid. I had one visit to Barbados when I was 22 and a friend of the family taught me the basics. I was amazed at how hushed the world became when I put my head underwater with the ability to breathe. Everything went away except my heartbeat, my … Continued
Field Worker All morning, bussed South from Mexico City, I watch Volkswagens and motorcycles- some with three riders- blur by in a stream of color and faces. Blue smoke puffs from chrome tailpipes, the putter and exhaust of worn rings and neglected metal that will soon seize. If angels breath, they won’t fly here. Not … Continued
My eyes are closed. The harsh curves of my office chair beneath me submit reluctantly to the contours it has known for the past two years. To my left, frost coats the edges of the window panes, spreading out like shaddered crystal. The low, idle hum of my computer monitor drones on without pause. The … Continued