***** Dear Exterminator, Although I have received your notice, I ask that you do NOT exterminate in my apartment, Unit 307. I have contacted the property management office and explained to them my personal reasons…
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the last turtle
14.1, 3.1, 2.1 15.2, 3.4, 2.3 12.5, 2.7, 2.0 “Oh my gosh, this one’s so little!” I put the slide rule down and, with two careful fingers, lift the little creature up. His width, as…
a day in the life
Sometime in the last few months I picked up a new personal meal-prompted ritual. And it only slightly (and admittedly irrationally) bothers me that onlookers might presume I’m Christian (which I, although a fan of…
on the altar of humility
October 13th, 2005 Xela, Guatemala Tropical Storm Stan Evacuee Camp “psssst!” I look around the room, but there is only an old woman stooped over a broom sweeping the floor. People have been hissing at…
silence squeaks
bean and corn field outside of Nebaj Like a child who has witnessed a tragedy beyond their vocabulary of comprehension, my mouth has been closed in silent surrender of the search for fitting words that…
all saints
The bus ungracefully bumbles its way along a long unpaved road. Its full load of passengers jiggles and jostle more to the tune of the bumps on the gravel path than that of the reggaeton…
the world from where I stand small
A new photo album capturing, through the lens of Wonder…          …how I (and my camera) see the world. ***** And I’ve officially turned Green. I’m tired of throwing my hands in the air…
the crime of colombia
Back on the border between Ecuador and Colombia and the first words that I heard upon making contact in this county echo from the corridor of what seems a curiously distant past… “They are going…
the not so sunny side
(My entire hostel in Cartegena was woken up and all the rooms were systematically searched on the morning of the weekend that Bush visited Uribe in Cartegena last month. Snipers patrolled the rooftops and police…
looking up
(New pictures in the Colombia Album) The heat has exhausted me and I slide under the shade of a palm-thatched hut on the beachfront. Small, tanned, naked children roll around on the sand floor absorbed…