Salt
The water rolled up another time in quiet apology…
Don’t sleep on Caribbean Fantasy and Science Fiction
I’m partial to humans doing human things.
She Who Has Found Herself
Sitting straight-backed on a cluster of smooth rocks, not too far from Jonita, was a breadnut-brown woman with a sprawling afro enclosed in a circle of plaits decorated with iridescent shells at the base, and a lush body with a waist that curved into…

