Love and relationships were certainly not what Dahlia thought they would be cracked up to be. All her misconceptions were flushed down the sewer and she was hurt, again. When Dahlia thought that maybe, she needed patience, maybe it was her turn, maybe, just maybe this was it; it seemed not to be so easy. Just when she … Continue reading Short Story: Excerpt from Gray Shades, Eternal Love and Relationships (Dahlia) by Denise N. Fyffe
Christine had asked herself how much worse could she do? Well it seems a whole damn lot! It's like she unleashed a dare-devil, a temptress, a darn idiot! She was very aware of the fact that she was a sensible and intelligent young woman, but somewhere that claim to fame, has temporarily flown the coup. The … Continue reading Short Story: Excerpt from Gray Shades, I can do bad all by myself (Christine) by Denise N. Fyffe
6 months! 6 months of denial, 6 months of anger, 6 months of hatred, 6 months of bargaining,6 months! It was time to accept what was clear before her and stop this waste; before it continued for another 6 months. Beverly had enough and she could no longer lay in bed, closing her eyes to what was so conspicuously laid before … Continue reading Short Story: Excerpt from Gray Shades, 6 months (Beverly) by Denise N. Fyffe
It is the witching hour and Alana needed a friend. Where were the so-called friend's when she needed them? In moments like this, when she felt her soul creeping over to the dark side. Throughout her life, she was always questioning either the quality of friends or the function of her friends in her life. … Continue reading Short Story: Excerpt from Gray Shades, Muddy and Friendless (Alana) by Denise N. Fyffe
Recently the police have been conducting raids on parties and they have arrested children, who should otherwise be in their beds, and their parents face prosecution as well. After I wrote my article, I discovered this article: 20 children arrested at party in Seaview Gardens
It is the natural order of life for males to be attracted to females. It is a natural game for one to seek the other and hopscotch their way into a relationship. What is not natural is seeing young boys and girls openly engaging in big man and big woman activities.
Louise Simone Bennett-Coverley or Miss Lou, OM, OJ, MBE (7 September 1919 – 26 July 2006), was a Jamaican poet, folklorist, writer, and educator. Writing and performing her poems in what was known as Jamaican Patois or Creole, she was instrumental in having this "dialect" of the people given literary recognition in its own right … Continue reading Jamaican Writers: Feature on Louise Bennett, Ms. Lou
Violence, is a common reaction for people bred in a volatile community. I am not used to it, nor am I trying to assimilate to such a culture. It is hard enough trying to consistently curb my own inclinations to such.
Its a constant war, Its a constant tug and fight; I keep here babies bawling morning, noon and night; All I here is bawling, bawling, bawling; All I here is crying, crying, crying; Tears and more tears But no one seems to care.
I hide my pain even from myself, until a tear escapes and so follows the rest.- Poetess Denise Fyffe
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