Kat Marielle

  • January 29, 2018By Kat Marielle

    The priority of embracing the creative arts in The Bahamas—and many other countries—is one buried under heavy biases. To be artistic is to embrace an intellectual skill based on traditional narratives. Holding tight to “white collar” professions like law, medicine, and accounting, Bahamians make it hard for anything else to shine through. However, at this

  • January 4, 2018By Kat Marielle

    It’s a quiet summer. And not the good kind of quiet — the kind that’s comfortable and relaxing. It’s been four weeks, around the time where summer begins to feel like it’s never-ending, and all I’ve heard was white noise. My mother’s voice sounds like a distant memory in my ears — there, but not

  • December 28, 2017By Kat Marielle

    Most mornings are blurry. Most nights are faded. It doesn’t feel like his eyes are his own anymore. Everything seemed foreign, as though, by some chance, he was looking out a pair of unadjusted lenses. Everything felt like it was drifting away, moving a great distance from all he’s ever known. Everything, all the bits

  • December 17, 2017By Kat Marielle

    There comes a time around mid-December when us avid readers sit and scroll through the list of books we read this year on Goodreads. It’s also that time of year when some of us are in panic, not having yet reached our goal of books to read for the year. (I’m currently the latter.) For

  • December 11, 2017By Kat Marielle

    I was inspired to write this poem on a summer evening, sitting in a room with people I barely knew but already adored. This poem is about a lot of things. It’s about those who are lost, in search of a solution. It’s about the little moments shared with your favourite people. It’s about being