Category: Dwight Thompson


Daddy used to be a dinki mini chairman himself before the heart attack. (People sey is bad duppy kill him.) He praised the ancestors when Courtney bawn. He never complained when she chose gerreh over dinki. “She’s a leader, Peadove,” he prophesied, “not a follower…”

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The Exorcism 

Then we became fulla the spirit. Something awoke inside us. I never see a girl with such fire like Dreenie! We became temples rocking with Kodesh fire. Singing, clapping, dipping the hems of our abayas in blood. It felt like Yom Teruah, it felt like a day of shouting and blowing! She kept coming at me, doing a wild dance, and I doing me own outta control dancing, the two of us giddy, and we realized instinctively that we just set ourselves free and nobody could take it away from us.

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PREE 9: Religion


The Exorcism 
Dwight Thompson

The Sacrifice
Kirk V. Bhajan

Sara Bastian

Samara Baboolal

The Light of the World
Portia Subran

Sherroine Elliott-Lewis 

Faith in any Language
Lafleur Cockburn

Tea Time
Traci-Ann Wint


“Say A Prayer for Abu Bakr”: A Eulogy For The Caribbean’s No. 1 Muslim Terrorist
Aliyah Khan

My Mother’s Prayers
Janice Cheddie

Shades of Brown: The Life and Times of The Satanic Verses
Juma Bihari


Johanna Gibson

Menstrual Thobe
Suhayla Hepburn

God Doesn’t Live in the Sky, They Live in the Ocean
Tejan Green Wasjak

Ritual For Remaking Yourself/ The Naming of Things
Danielle Boodoo-Fortuné



Crick Crack, Lopinot
Amanda T. McIntyre

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