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Portia Smpson her majesty funny jokes about Portia Simpson prime minister

The Unattended Queen

January 13, 2014January 13, 2014 Arlene Graham 0 Comments Greece, Jamaica, ORIGINAL, OWN, POEM, PROVERB, SHORT, STORY

And it came to pass in that at a great festival in the west the Minister of Misinformation answered a

LOVING YOU

January 9, 2014January 9, 2014 Carl Pontiak 0 Comments Cartier Diamond, France, OWN, POEM, PROVERB, Red Lobster, SHORT, STORY

All through the years I have loved you, Gave you Daffodils from my garden, He gave you Roses from the

Poems

A Poem about Skin Bleaching – Jamaican Style

January 9, 2014March 4, 2014 Arlene Graham 2 Comments cover, EMAIL, OWN, POEM, PROVERB, Pure Remi Brazilian, SHORT, STORY

I’ve my nadinola cream Cause me stop Vaseline And my immediate clear Better than cake soap pear I stop use

Poems

A love so deep

December 27, 2013January 21, 2014 Guest Author 0 Comments EMAIL, Leesaan Robertson, OWN, POEM, PROVERB, SHORT, STORY, USE

A love so deep like the ocean Stood still As the wind blows It roars throughout; the day and night

story that took place in St. Ann Jamaica

Short Stories

A youth called Brownskin – A life of missed opportunities and mistakes in rural St. Ann

December 24, 2013March 29, 2014 Winston Donald 6 Comments EMAIL, Jamaica, Miss Enid, OWN, Pa Crothes, POEM, PROVERB, SHORT, US, USA, USE

Gloom and sorrow shrouded the chilly air of the February 1981 morn. The shrubbery , wet from the overnight due

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Jamdung

December 18, 2013January 21, 2014 Saccheen Laing 0 Comments book, EMAIL, OWN, POEM, PROVERB, STORY, USE

The news come on one,two, three lives gone again in a Jamdung Twelve dead in Mobay everybody worried Uncles,aunts,brothers and

Short Stories

Pickney Experiences

September 21, 2013January 21, 2014 Tasha Kaye Leslie 2 Comments EMAIL, Hello Mam, Miss Lee, OWN, POEM, PROVERB, SHORT, STORY, USE

Hello Mam! Can I get $20 to go home please said the cold quivery child, a popular verse learnt at

Short Stories

GSAT: Category Six Storm Sweeping Jamaica

July 22, 2013June 19, 2015 Vanessa Francis 6 Comments EMAIL, GSAT, Jamaica, OWN, POEM, STORY

The day started out deceptively like any other. It was the day of reckoning. It was the day grade six

pretty goat, most beautiful goats, furry goats

Short Stories

The School Pet

May 5, 2013April 12, 2014 Dwight Thompson 9 Comments Asoko Asoko, EMAIL, free short stories, Hajimemashite Good, Kocho Sensei, Kyoto Sensei, Matsumoto Sensei, POEM, PROVERB, SHORT, So Yagi, STORY, USE

In the second week of April a goat came to the school. It was escorted in a small blue van, with

Short Stories

Who’s Loving you Now?

March 21, 2013January 21, 2014 Krisann H 6 Comments cover, dinner a love story, EMAIL, emo love stories, hot love story, Jerk Sam, OWN, POEM, PROVERB, short love stories, STORY, USE

It was very hard for Sandy to keep herself from screaming, at the unfairness of it all. How could Sam

Short Stories

Dotty

December 20, 2012January 21, 2014 Dwight Thompson 10 Comments Aunt Pearl, Eh Miss Daisy, EMAIL, Mama Dotty, Miss Esmie, Montego Bay, POEM, Police Station, PROVERB, SHORT, STORY

Whenever you asked Dotty, “Dotty, how Miss Esmie?” She always said, “She all right, me taking care of her.” And

Short Stories

Citizens of the Park (Segmented Story)

October 22, 2012January 21, 2014 Dwight Thompson 4 Comments book, Cat Lady, EMAIL, English Speaker, Hiroshima City, Kingdom Hall, OWN, POEM, PROVERB, SHORT, STORY, World War

The Peace Memorial Park is Hiroshima City’s main attraction. It is dedicated to the memory of those who died during

Short Stories

Phone Number Exchange: A True Story

October 22, 2012November 26, 2014 Mojiba Romanetti 0 Comments CHANGING, EGOS, EMAIL, EVER, EXCHANGE, GOLD, Misery Loves Company, Mojiba Romanetti, NOTHING, PHONE, POEM, PROVERB, SHORT, short love stories, STORY, USE

I met a young man, at the Bob Marley Museum on Hope Road, recently in October 2012. When Ric asked

Short Stories

The Living Dead

October 6, 2012February 25, 2017 Horace Mills 0 Comments BB, DEAD, Dear Yardie, DRUM, EMAIL, Horace Mi, KILLED, OWN, POEM, SHORT, SMH, STORY, USE

Dear Yardie, I have lost interest. I no longer feel the urge to finger my keyboard. The reason I did

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