When Things Fall Apart: What Hannah Lucia taught me
Guatemala, North America, TravelogueThings always fall apart when The Man leaves. To be fair, it’s not only when he leaves. In actual fact, […]
Things always fall apart when The Man leaves. To be fair, it’s not only when he leaves. In actual fact, […]
“You know what I like about you?” Tor mused, sideways at me as we watched the orange flames dance in […]
Life is slow here. The days start early and somehow they seem longer than days elsewhere, even though sidewalks are […]
The drums pounded late into the night. I sat on the porch in the deep darkness feeling the heat of […]
From the moment I stepped off of the boat, I’ve been looking for her. On every walk through the village […]
“No where else in the world can you see this, ladies and gentlemen! Only here, in Sumpango, Sacatapequez, can you […]
It is morning and the house is quiet. Steam, rising from my teacup, uncurls and stretches white fingers between the […]
I’ve been on a lot of flights. I used to travel for my work, so have seen better than the […]
It is an unsettling thing to be declared dead. She peered at me over the rim of her metallic turquoise […]
I wish I knew what those birds are… the ones signing in the palm tree beneath the balcony that sound […]