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I’m a Jamaican girl, born and raised. GSU alum. Wine connoisseur. Hair enthusiast. Dramatic. Dreamer. Confidante. F1 Lover. Party planner. Writer. Loudmouth.
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Writing is a passion of mine. Stories, life lessons, experiences – from weight gain to political views – it’s all in this space.

Autopilot

Autopilot

  • October 03, 2022
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Wake up

Roll over 
Unlock the phone 
Open Instagram 
Scroll…scroll…scroll
Story, story, post, post, story
Baby 
Engagement
New car
New House
Wedding 
Maybe a bible verse 
Monday Motivation 

Time to get out of the bed 

Drag myself to the bathroom
Wash face

Why am I so tired?

Buzz Buzz Buzz Buzz
Bling Bling Bling 
The phone was on snooze, it’s alarming again

Somebody cussing 
Car crash 
Bikini picture, perfect body, bikini picture – BBL
Funny video
Makeup tip
Natural Hair Hack
Someone’s missing
Baby molested
Gas prices up 
Scamming
Digicel Tief/Slow Flow

Already Exhausted

Turn off the alarm again

Where was I?

Brush teeth,...

All I could think about was Jamie

All I could think about was Jamie

  • January 19, 2022
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THE TRUTH US EXCERPT

The house was filled with what I wish I could say were memories of my childhood, but it wasn’t. It was a townhouse that my parents had purchased when they got married. Ma ended up moving in after the separation. It was a two-bedroom house, very quaint, nothing fancy. It was very...

Something So Simple But So Special

Something So Simple But So Special

  • June 14, 2021
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The hug
The embrace
The way we held each other
The way we embraced to greet each other
The personal touch we used to show our people love
Just that human contact

There’s something about a hug that’s just different from the half smile –
-elbow touch
-fist bump
…wave and walk away that we had...

Telling A Deer To Be Careful In Hunting Season

Telling A Deer To Be Careful In Hunting Season

  • April 12, 2021
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I was washed with emotion and confusion. I was hurt and outraged and enraged. I was devastated. The rape and murder of Khanice Jackson had struck me down and hurt me all so deeply. I couldn’t quite put it into words. It felt and still feels immensely unfair. The more that was revealed about the...

Letter to a Black Woman

Letter to a Black Woman

  • February 08, 2021
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Dear Black Woman,

You are brilliantYou are specialAstoundingly beautiful actually

Take heed in knowing that you are unique by design.

 You may feel sad sometimesYou may embarrass yourself.You may fallBut you get back upAnd you do it with grace.  Dear Black Woman,  Speak your truth.

And Live your truth.

 

We all experience it – the emotional and often physical trauma....

Dream the Impossible

Dream the Impossible

  • November 19, 2020
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Truthfully, when I decided I wanted to write about this, Lewis Hamilton winning his seventh world championship, I wasn’t sure where to start. But, after staring at the blinking cursor for a bit, what ended up on the screen first was — “It’s not just about winning… ”

As I sat there and typed, paused and...

Hope

Hope

  • November 08, 2020
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Four years ago, in 2016, I was 20 years old and a sophomore at Georgia State University in Atlanta, Georgia. At that time, I had already been studying in the U.S. for 4 years.

The day after Tuesday, November 8, 2016, was filled with grief and remorse. That day, I woke up to stories of terrified...

It just is…

It just is…

  • October 05, 2020
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This picture was taken a year ago. It was after my second AGM as a board director, but my first as a college graduate and as an official working girl.

That day, was also a reminder of the last time I saw my dear uncle Daryl, my God-father (a year before, at my first AGM). He...

Finding Balance Between Staying Informed & Staying Sane

  • June 10, 2020
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A young black woman stands in front of the library in the courtyard. She’s standing on top of a concrete planter, holding a placard as the sun beams down on her face. It has a list of names on it. No one is up there with her. There are students bustling to and from classes,...

Glimmer of Hope

Glimmer of Hope

  • June 02, 2020
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He begged He pleaded “I can’t breathe” —he said But it was all for naught A few minutes later, he was no longer with us His life stolen away in the blink of an eye For no reason other than the colour of his skin   And in the face of cold-blooded murder, no arrests had been made The system was not built...

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