A CHILD’S DREAM AND WISH FOR CHRISTMAS Christmas Season, that wonderful, magical time of year, the children’s fascination with the
A LOST SOUL – NOT OF THIS WORLD FROM morn to night, death rides on a pale horse, an emissary
Songs of devotion, sweet melodies honouring the Goddess of Light, celebrating Deepavali, as good, like an expert charioteer raced on
(IN RECOGNITION OF TOURISM AWARENESS MONTH) SHE stood in the deep gorge at the bottom of the Kaieteur Falls, looking
PINK ribbons fluttering in the wind, coming closer and closer then drifting away, lost in the horizon. Brandon sat up
MANY times a wish stays a wish, but there is always an inkling of hope that somehow it might come
SHE stood alone by the street corner, her short hair pulled down to shield what it could of her face,
Ann Marie, a young native girl of the Arawak tribe, sat on the bank of the creek looking across the
