Is This A Real Family?
I was born in Port of Spain, Trinidad. I came home to the house that my grandfather built on top of the hill, a house where I was welcomed by my aunt and my grandmother, my two uncles, my cousins, and my older brother.
Family.
The house was big enough to hold all of us comfortably. We picked chennet from the tree that stood strong in the front yard, a front yard we also watched the chickens move around aimlessly, their heads shifting back and forth like a broken wall clock and claws tapping the concrete…