I work in a medical school. With the spread of the coronavirus, it is almost impossible to finish a day in the office without hearing the name of this infectious disease that has taken an estimated 3,000 lives and impacted a minimum of 90,000 others. Last Thursday, in a faculty meeting, one of my colleagues reported, “the coronavirus is not in Antigua.” The news that the coronavirus has not arrived on the island is a blessing. We have inadequate healthcare to handle an outbre

I walk into my favorite local café, greet the cashier, and order the house coffee. In Spanish, the cashier asks me if it’s for here or to go. To go I reply, but I know I plan to have a seat. My Friday night writing sessions have become somewhat of a ritual. I often sit at the brown circular table near the window to feel the warm breeze and relax. First, I open I-Tunes and search for the soundtrack to the classic film Love Jones. Without question, I select Hopeless by Dionne F