The Earth Remembers

An aerial view of the Caribbean shows us that the earth has never been neutral ground. Our land has been mapped, extracted, monocultured, and sold before most of us arrived and after many of us were taken. This is the season we read the literature of land and consequence. The colonial extraction planted in our soil centuries ago is the climate crisis we reap today. What does environmental justice demand from us who live closest to the cost.

Coins & Crowns

You know how the proverb ends. But this season asks who taught you that and who benefits from women believing it. Pardna, sou-sou, the higgler's ledger: Caribbean women have always built economies outside the ones that excluded them. This is the season we read the literature of collective survival, anti-capitalist inheritance, and financial autonomy. This conversation feels especially timely, when the culture is working hard to convince women that dependence is softness and finding a provider is a plan.

Where We Come From

The breeze comes and the Caribbean diaspora turns toward home. Home is a place colonial borders have made complicated to reach, to leave, and to return to on your own terms. This is the season we read the literature of migration as it actually is: not romance, but paperwork, sacrifice, the price of crossing a border that was never drawn with you in mind. Who gets to move freely, and who doesn't, is not a natural fact; it is a political one.