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Andre Bagoo (he/him)
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“Andre Bagoo is a fearless, brilliant mind.” – Ilya Kaminsky
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8/8 Thank you to everyone who joined us at The Writers Centre. We look forward to celebrating more @peepaltreepress.bsky.social titles for years to come.
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#bocas2025 #PeepalTreeRubyJubilee
November 12, 2025 at 5:26 PM
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4/8 “Finding a home, a space where you can assume your fullest voice without any need to translate who you are; there's this reverence and respect and genuine enthusiasm for the region. Jeremy himself takes the region very seriously.” @abagoo.bsky.social …/5
November 12, 2025 at 5:26 PM
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2/2 We're celebrating #PeepalTreesRubyJubilee with James Christopher Aboud, @abagoo.bsky.social, @dboodoofortune.bsky.social, #JVijayMaharaj, and #Elizabeth Walcott-Hackshaw
🗓 Sat 08 Nov 🕥5.30 pm
📍The Writers Centre, 14 Alcazar Street, St. Clair
#bocas2025 #PeepalTreePress
October 29, 2025 at 5:37 PM
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Poetry aglow with the strangeness of living.
— Andre Bagoo

Cohesive and constantly dismantling... Ingram reminds us that we are far from alone.
— Troy Cabida

a broadsheet collage of urban historicity, tuned to the scale of a razor.
— Kirsten Norrie

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Nothing is safe from collection! I asked, What’s in the cupboard under the stairs? You mean the spandrel, said Dr Molden, pulling a jotter from the shelf. He flipped to the index. Sixteen boxes of archival papers beginning November ’84 and ending whenever I—. He dragged his thumbnail across his neck as if beheading were the only way to stop him. SALE BY AUCTION January 9, 1769 Everything must go. The genuine and entire household furniture, China, and wearing apparel of Mrs Stephens* deceased in her late dwelling house on X. Sale to begin at eleven in the morning. (No end-time stated. Incidentally, the doomsayer who now dwells in the dwelling house shoots pamphlets through my letterbox. They ask in Caslon font WHAT MUST I DO TO BE SAVED? Simple: be taken in by the doctor or let the flames tickle you to ash.) *Under common law, the property – and everything inside it, including her – belonged to Mr Stephens, who presumably submitted the ad and pocketed the proceeds.
May 6, 2025 at 1:51 PM