Decolonizing Neo-Colonial Ecologies in Barbuda, Part I
…efforts are being made by the government of Antigua to dissolve communal land relations and to institute privatized land ownership to make way for eco-tourism and other development initiatives. This, as Naomi Klein asserts in The Shock Doctrine, is characteristic of disaster capitalism.
May the Sun Shine on a Liberated Palestine
Reinforcing this idea of resistance through art and dress is the headscarf that she’s wearing — a keffiyeh, which is a symbol of Palestinian resistance, revolution, unity, and solidarity.
Statement in Solidarity with Palestine
We will not look away. We must raise up a cry of transnational feminist solidarity, a polyphony of rage and dissent, against the ongoing violence against Palestinians by the settler colony of Israel and its allies.
Fe A-we
after by Kamau Brathwaite
So what if we queers die?
Ritual
And I am here
in commune with the seas
my curios stem from cashee,
breadfruit and jackfish, a feast
Interview with a Chichiman
I am the sea unending, rhythmic, fearless…
The Arrival of Birds
Amazona guildingii shrieks for you,
and your half-written sinuous chapters,
they are to remain unfinished.
This is one tragedy of the Caribbean queer.
Who am I?
It has taken me years to know that I am a queer black feminist who loves the water; whether it be the ocean, a waterfall, a lake, or a river, the form doesn't matter.
Goddess of Fire
Goddess of Fire
Goddess of Wind
Goddess of Wind
Goddess of Water
Goddess of Water
Goddess of Earth
The Earth Goddess
Save the Earth
I struggle to breathe
Carbon dioxide in the atmosphere
Continuously you feed.
I am living in fear.
Blackout
When the lights go off, and on, off- again-on-again, and finally out, tea light candles glow in every bedroom, two in every washroom.
Two haikus about the darkened sky and after
darkness at midday
the volcano next door flew
Letters from an Island: Part I
As an island
I am reformed
in any image
outside my own…
Unraveling my Island Identity
Let me fling back me madras
And unravel a bit of who I am…
An Ode to You
An Ode to You is a three-part series of the metamorphosis of allowing my hidden feelings of my inner child to be set free, be present and queer.
Connected to the Earth
You come to Sell
Your craft everyday
Tourist come to buy
Glass, plastic, shell.
Home on the Waves
The sea breeze stank with the aroma of rotted seaweed, piled on the eroded and littered shore. Dead fish and mutilated sea life were a norm.

