DestinySometimes I think of destiny and how things would have been if Daddy had recovered.By the laws of destiny, he would have to die someday.But I imagine I would have taken a year away from school and would have gone to Jamaica with him.To help him rebuild his home and keep it clean.He would buy... Continue Reading →
Dominoes: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
Dominoes Every now and then I remember the sound of dominoes slamming onto tables.I can almost hear the sound of men arguing over pitches made in the sports game on TV.Daddy and his friends.The clanking of Heineken bottles and swear words thrown through the air and,The men who remind the others that there is a... Continue Reading →