Chapelton, Jamaica
Chapelton, Jamaica The sun-remembered beggars don't beg no more. Noon, the fluting blind man walks into his bible with frail fingers....
Barrel Children (a poem)
Barrel Children The barrels are blond with tattoos of addresses in permanent markers on their skins. I examine my father's foreign...
The Brown River (a poem)
And we're off! I'm so excited to kick off this blog, which will focus on all things Barrel Children from Jamaica. The Term Barrel...