Of Hammocks and Island Breezes (Day 1)

I am balanced precariously on a hammock on my friend's verandah. It is one of those wrap-around ones and it hugs the three bedroom bungalow on two sides. I have my own room and bathroom and use of the whole house. There is a jacuzzi on the back deck; I spent my first night sipping on Ginger … Continue reading Of Hammocks and Island Breezes (Day 1)

Caged Bird

So Mama Maya has been gone less than a week. Back home, we'd be getting ready to sit down for the traditional one-week ceremony and decide Things. I just found out the Wake is on Saturday, but that it is private. The compromise though is that it will be streamed. It's amazing how some folks … Continue reading Caged Bird

Busua

For David... You lie face down chest rising in a pattern all your own on the bed we’ve shared for two nights arms in a triangle supporting your head full of curls You are a linear progression...after this triangle Body slender wrapped in the cover cloth thighs touching each other parting at the knees to … Continue reading Busua

Hello 2014

As a kid death came early to me. My maternal great-grandmother died when I was seven. I have very little memory of being with her but stories abound of how mischievous I was as a kid and how I used to hide her rosary and prayer-books and watch gleefully as she searched for them. They … Continue reading Hello 2014