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Two Decades of
Caribbean Writing

Explore over 403 stories we've published since 2003 — poetry, fiction, essays, reviews, and reportage.

403 stories

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Poetry

GRAVE END

Twilight creeps upon the walls. Fires extinguish while the rain falls. Hell opens up her mind, to keep the talents of mankind. Here lies…

Tammi Browne-Bannister·May 8, 2015
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Poetry

EVEN NOW

Even now on suburban terrace of afternoon brooding it bruises, even lacerates those pristine images of barefoot childhood. It tumbles the…

Egbert Lucien·May 8, 2015
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THROUGH THE EYES OF KAMAU (FOR TRAYVON MARTIN, MICHAEL BROWN, ERIC GARNER & TAMIR RICE)

for precept must be on precept, precept on precept; line on line, line on line; here a little and there a little…. Isaiah 28:13 We are not…

Winston (Bobby) Nugent·May 8, 2015
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MI GRON*

2 If I am only a point in time, my land dispossessed, cleared, layers, in red sand, excavate life, bare tops of scarce trees confirm my…

Karin Lachmising·May 8, 2015
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Poetry

TO EDWARD KAMAU BRATHWAITE’S JAH MUSIC

The rumble of drums The riddle of the fiddle The clean whistle Of bamboo pipe Mento music like news Bessie Smith singing the blues Reggae,…

Jean L. Goulbourne·May 8, 2015
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CARPE DIEM

I have learned each day is different, saddled, as it is, with fragments of reminiscences and long forgotten snippets of sad songs; or, a…

Modeste Downes·May 8, 2015
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Poetry

FORGOTTEN STELAE

A kind of self blessing spawns in the glare, torn from reflections across a drain where raindrops gather to feed water hyacinths. Feeding…

Mcdonald Dixon·May 8, 2015
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KAMAU’S SPIDER

A curious lens dares to Encapsulate elusive Anansi Entwining his fate With CowPastor’s Swaying grass Banshee wind And the sweetest dunks on…

Sandra Sealy·May 8, 2015
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THE NINES

LET ME CONFESS that i don’t have a cue about this object. i’m only strugglin to do what i can. because of my admiration for what ARTS ETC…

Linda Deane·May 8, 2015
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Poetry

IX—OR ON THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE

I got stuck on the Brooklyn Bridge and my driver just sat like stone to the honks and heckles of the horn-head motorist strapped into his…

Winston O. Farrell·May 8, 2015
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Poetry

UNFETTERED

don’t enclose me within the palisades of time. don’t imprison me within the barricades of your mind. the constriction of your limiting web…

Annan Boodram·May 8, 2015
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Life’s dust

I have begun to gather life’s dust: it’s not really visible, yet, but I can feel it when I touch myself—the texture of my flesh’s longing…

Mark Mcwatt·May 8, 2015