Believing in a Breadnut

Breadnuts in Barbados, what a novelty to me. Although they weren’t commonly represented here. They were here. They belonged here.

A Reflection on my homeland Hairouna

When I get homesick I feel it in my belly. Although it’s only been 9 months since my last trip to St. Vincent and the Grenadines, it often feels like years. It’s a strange experience living in the diaspora. Myriads write about it. It’s an inseparable part of being West Indian. We are a region…