A silence grew when he walked into the room. Not a hushed, anticipatory silence but a silence of exclusion. It was a silence that wrapped its silent cloak tighter around its silent mouth and watched him with silent, screaming eyes.
A silence grew when he walked into the room. Not a hushed, anticipatory silence but a silence of exclusion. It was a silence that wrapped its silent cloak tighter around its silent mouth and watched him with silent, screaming eyes.
The person that I am
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at the vanguard of building LBTQI advocacy and uniting the Caribbean
Bringing Medicine Home
Chronicling the Life of Jamaican Missionary One Story at a Time
Caribbean. Writing.
"I'd rather be reading"
