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.

Zinnn, whum! “What da hell!” I exclaimed, flying out of my sofa as all appliances and electronics gave up di ghost. I moved quickly to my living-room window and door to see what had happened outside. It sounded like Transformers and Optimus Prime had landed in my front yaad or di military had finally decided … Continue reading Seaview Gardens: The Rass and di light wire by Denise N. Fyffe

A ‘wukliss mumma’. One of those who open their legs to men for favours, have the babies and abandon them as soon as they can walk. Spitting out three children and now they crawl through the pathways of Seaview Gardens, constantly and at all hours of the night. I itch to write his story, to … Continue reading Seaview Gardens: Wukliss Mumma by Denise N. Fyffe

Not too many people know about this little known fact; well except for those who drive vehicles and live in Seaview Gardens. Contrary to what you are led to believe, rubbish is burnt almost every night at the Riverton City dump. To the extent that when I wake up in the mornings, the evidence is … Continue reading Seaview Gardens: The Ashes by Denise N. Fyffe