The Coil


The Coil was an almost weekly column written on The Mosquito site for February 2015 to January 2018.

The posts can be accessed through the Coil label, or through the links below.










 




 


 















  

 


 

 




























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 Archery, Phagwah, culture..
Mar 27, 2016


The Party or the Children First?
 Mar 20, 2016 

 

From Lante’n Post to City Hall

Mar 13, 2016

 

Not thinking of the fire while adrift on the Essequibo

Mar 6, 2016

 

Rodney in the  Golden Jubilee year

Feb 28, 2016

Coil: Saluting Bobby’s flagpole?

Feb 21, 2016

100th anniversary of a Guyanese chowtaal
Feb 14, 2016 

Counting blessings, chasing demons and other ways of helping the anti-suicide efforts

Feb 7, 2016

 

Suicide prevention without empathy?
Jan 31, 2016

 

Uniquely Guyanese
Jan 24, 2016

 

A Tree Grows on Carmichael Street
Jan 17, 2016

 

Pigeons, pawpaw and peace on the Merriman Mall
Jan 10, 2016

 

Coil : Golden Jubilee Dreams



Coil: Going for Tangerines on Christmas Eve


 




Coil : Coconut oil, bodyguards and the bus shed

 Dec 6, 2015

The Coil: Meking joke out of suicide
Nov 29, 2015

The Coil: Cloudy Water and Sweet Tangerines
Nov 22, 2015


The Coil: Diwali Nights



 


 


 


 






 





 


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