Christine Roseeta Walker
-
‘Yes’: a poem by Christine Roseeta Walker
Yes In our uniforms, blue dress and white blouse, we climbed the school wall under the poinciana tree, until we could see inside the station grounds. I wasn’t sure what […]
-
‘The Birdman’: a poem by Christine Roseeta Walker
The Birdman He knew he wasn’t like the parakeets in the guinep tree or the egrets in the mangrove or like the bridge where the river […]