Geoffrey Philp
Bio
Geoffrey Philp is the author of "Archipelagos," a book of poems about #climatechange. He is working on a graphic novel, "My Name is Marcus."
Stories (52/0)
Ten Days in Israel
I'm starting to believe in Bashert. The cheapest flight I could get from Miami to Israel had a stopover in Lisbon. According to my cousin, Darrah Virgo, whom I only met seven years ago after taking a DNA test, my maternal grandmother's family, the Virgos, fled Portugal when the Portuguese Inquisition began. After escaping to England, the Virgos eventually settled in Jamaica, where I was born.
By Geoffrey Philp 4 months ago in Poets
How I Wrote "Riverboat Resistance"
I first saw an X clip of the “Riverboat Brawl” on Thursday morning, August 10, in Turkey. I had stopped watching in the first two seconds because I thought I knew how it would end: another black man killed at the hands of a white mob. And although I hadn't seen much apparent violence like that in Turkey, just the usual symbols of force and power in the guns and assault rifles, I didn't want to see any more.
By Geoffrey Philp 4 months ago in Poets
Arroz Con Mango
“Arroz con Mango” is a sitcom that revolves around the Brown family, a multicultural household in Miramar, Florida. The story explores the lively and chaotic interactions of the family members, who come from Jamaican and Cuban backgrounds, as they navigate their cultural heritage, personal ambitions, and the challenges of everyday life.
By Geoffrey Philp 5 months ago in Humor
- Top Story - July 2023
Writing HaikuTop Story - July 2023
In a recent Facebook post, the poet Roger Robinson advises artists ‘To have an MVAS: a Minimum Viable Artistic Starter. This would be a very small creative act to get your day started.” For the past three years, my MVAS has been to write haiku.
By Geoffrey Philp 5 months ago in Poets
- Runner-Up in Painted Prose Challenge
Mother and ChildRunner-Up in Painted Prose Challenge
Mavis wanted to hate Timmy. He was the dead stamp of the man who had told her the only thing he wanted to do was “to stare into her eyes for the rest of his life.” But when Mavis told him she was pregnant, he disappeared
By Geoffrey Philp 5 months ago in Art
How I Wrote "The Mermaid of Little London,"
I couldn't sleep. It was one of those nights when my mind wouldn't quiet down, and the minutes seemed to stretch forever. It was 3 a.m. Instead of lying there, I got out of bed and did what I usually do every morning. I read Google News, The Washington Post, and The New York Times, searching for a story to spark my imagination and become the seed for a story or poem. Nothing worked. So, I read some stories on Vocal to see if I could find something there.
By Geoffrey Philp 5 months ago in The Swamp
- Runner-Up in Father's Footprint Challenge
Echoes of Dennis ScottRunner-Up in Father's Footprint Challenge
Just when I was getting to know my father, he left us. I don't mean like he died. I mean, like he packed up his belongings in his trusty Vauxhall and went to live with his other family that he had started a few years after I was born. Those were hard times for me. The little that I knew about my father--he was an accountant who smoked Benson and Hedges and smiled whenever he saw Diana Rigg on The Avengers--wasn't helpful during those chaotic years after he had left.
By Geoffrey Philp 6 months ago in Men
The Mermaid Meets the Dread
I had a few vague ideas about the plot when I began writing “The Mermaid of Little London” as part of the Vocal Word Hunt Challenge. “Mermaid” was the first word I found, so I knew it would be some form of speculative fiction . I’ve written a few stories that use elements of magical realism, such as “Bob Marley and Bradford’s iPod” but every story is different. While I may create a recognizable world in the opening scenes, I want readers to be as surprised as I am when the story takes a sudden turn into the unpredictable.
By Geoffrey Philp 6 months ago in The Swamp
