For my Grandmother
My grandmother Hildred Balbirsingh's oftentimes rigid Catholic demeanor would always melt when this song came on. Imagine my childhood delight when I heard her hail marries turned into 'you torture me, the way you wine, i want to see your big behind, audrey, where yah get that sugar from? sugar bum bum'
farvel & happy weekend
agh if only i could have a trini lime
with some fry fish
& callaloo,
the lab