This fable-like short story returns to humanity's distant past and follows the day when cold blood first flowed. It unfolds on a primordial scale, with the earth itself seeming to swallow the moment.

Set in a far distant past, it imagines the first day in a mythic register.

In a climate-ravaged future, a young freediver traces her mother's final dive and searches for the reason behind her death. The result is a quiet story of mourning that reconnects sea and memory.

By following her mother's final dive, the narrator moves closer to lost time and the memory held by the sea.

Set after emancipation in St Vincent, the story follows a woman asked to find a missing Methodist minister. The fee is tempting, but she must weigh it against what the request says about the island’s history of violence and power.

A woman is forced to choose between money and conscience under the weight of history.

The story looks at how short-term construction work by overseas crews affects a Jamaican community, and follows a father forced to choose between income and his daughter’s health. Everyday life comes into focus under the pressure of the rainy season.

The choice between earning a living and protecting a child becomes inseparable from the community’s own change.

Between capitalism and Christian fundamentalism, mining, sex work, bread making, and a coup all cross paths. Out of that instability, unexpected solidarity and small acts of mercy begin to emerge.

In the middle of an unstable society, scattered people begin to connect in unexpected ways.