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Stories by Oxy Moron

Somewhere over the rainbow

Published:Friday | June 24, 2016 | 12:00 AMOxy Moron

Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high, there is an angry woman eating humble pie .But, she has to be careful that not a morsel fell on to the band of colours that she so ruefully despises, lest she be exiled to Mars, the little, red, uninhabited...

Mama and the man of the year

Published:Friday | February 26, 2016 | 12:00 AMOxy Moron

Wherever Mama is right now, she is seething with anger. So disappointed she is with her ungrateful children who had the audacity to vote for the greens that she is crying orange tears. For four years, she had empowered them with hugs and kisses,...

When David came

Published:Thursday | October 15, 2015 | 10:56 PMOxy Moron

SUNDAY SAUCEThere I am, half naked, strutting my black skin on the sparkling white sands of The Seychelles. You know, I like those exotic places, being an exotic person myself.Then my technology alerts me. It's a WhatsApp text. Annoyed. I had told...

Beverley Buzzard's letter to Mama

Published:Friday | August 14, 2015 | 11:19 AMOxy Moron

Dear Mama,I read in The Gleaner where one of your sons compared us to some members of the Green Party. So much so that some of its writers recently parodied the matter.I first want to express our extreme displeasure with your son for making such an...

Of John Crow, Joan, Jezebel and the rainbow

Published:Friday | July 17, 2015 | 11:52 AMOxy Moron

In this land of greed, hatred, and bitterness, the people are forever at war with themselves despite calling upon Eternal Father daily and nightly. Bodies are falling here, there, and everywhere, but the denizens have been told by the top-brass cop...

Whaa gwaan Obaama?

Published:Thursday | May 28, 2015 | 12:00 AMOxy Moron

In a shameless act of patronising us on his recent visit, god greeted us with, "Wha a gwaan?", and we were filled with pride. He spoke our mother tongue, the much-deprecated language, the one not spoken by the hoity-toity and the pretentious, the...

The collateral tongue

Published:Friday | February 20, 2015 | 11:00 AMOxy Moron

There Patricia was, in her cream, floral couch, when upon her gate there was a knock. Lazily, she removed her full body to find out who was disturbing her joy, her soap opera.It was her mischievous neighbour, Peggy. And the look on her face said she...

Of beauty, bandwagonists and haters

Published:Thursday | January 29, 2015 | 11:25 PMOxy Moron

Once again, in the land of bandwagonists, the wheels of the wagon were set into motion.

Sunday Sauce - Oxy Moron Is Back

Published:Friday | January 16, 2015 | 11:04 AMOxy Moron

I might not be Jesus, and I was not nailed to a cross. To save the world from sin I can't, and I have little blood to shed.

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