“I kissed him, throwing my arms around his neck. I didn’t think twice about it. I didn’t hold back my love. I wanted him with every part of my being. His energy pulled me down to earth and sent my legs growing into the ground like the roots of a tree. He spoke about us having 'vibes' and tried to explain it to me as though I wouldn’t know what he was talking about, like I didn’t know the language of souls, like I hadn’t noticed that when we sat next to each other the air buzzed between us.” MemoirTravelogueTravel MemoirDana Da SilvaThe ShiftTravel RomanceCaye CaulkerThe CaribbeanAlber And Grace Book:The Shift: A Memoir Source: The Shift: A Memoir
“Returning to Jamaica, he had the sense of re-entering a place much less likely to alter in the coming years. Year in, year out, the cane fields produced their riches, the gangs swung their way through them, slaves were brought, seasoned, used up, replaced. Planters would go on making improvements to their great houses, to methods of production, and yes, to the conditions in which their slaves lived and worked, because it was in their interest to do so. But fundamentally the structure of life and of society did not change.” SlaveryCommerceScotlandJamaicaPlantationsThe Caribbean Book:Joseph Knight Source: Joseph Knight