Dry-Head and the Plantains: A Jamaican Tale of Greed
In a time of sparse rain and thin soil, hunger was a familiar ghost in the Jamaican hills. It visited the hut of Anansi the spider, known to some as “Dry-Head” for his smooth, bald crown, and his son, a clever youth named Tacooma. Their bellies were tight as drums, and their eyes had grown large and wistful. One evening,
