Even as Children, We show Our Adult Human Traits.
"I love you. Do you love me?" She would respond lovingly by slamming her lunch box in my head.
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The Oath and the Open Door
Joy opens with a ritual. A chicken, blood, a young woman swearing an oath before she crosses the water. I kept asking: is it the belief that traps her, or the circumstances?
What It Means to Be From Somewhere
A personal reflection on Caribbean diaspora identity, exploring what it means to carry home across distance, memory, and generations.
The Light Here Is Different
When you spend 30 years moving for professional reasons, you develop a kind of useful detachment. You get very good at being open. You get good at choosing a place that's calm, planting yourself deliberately, and deciding this is the new home where you will let things slow down enough to be seen.
What the CAPTCHA Knows
A Dutch short film about failing a robot test won this year's Oscar. Twenty-two minutes. And somewhere in it, I found myself thinking about grief and what we're really asking when we demand that someone never die.