Katerina insisted that Oia’s sunsets were the best in the world. When my Greek friend – voice punctuated by exclamation points and national pride – spoke about her homeland, her enthusiasm left little room for doubt. So we […]
An anecdote: I don’t remember volunteering to play at their funerals. Instead, I recall the underlying weariness and humble desperation of a neighborhood familiar with midnight knife fights, alcohol addictions, drug […]
“You can’t be a real country unless you have a beer and an airline – it helps if you have some kind of a football team, or some nuclear weapons, […]
No cleaning rotation chart hung on the fridge, yet dishes were always washed before mold set in. Not once did someone forget to restock toilet paper, though we resorted to paper […]
How to Love a Town You Don’t; Steps 1 – 4 (Brought to you by the Weekly Photo Challenge).
Goggles and hat strewn beyond my twisted elbow. Flakes wedged under a belligerent tailbone. Shoulders bruised, fingers shaky. I crashed and crumpled, when I should have tucked and rolled. Snowboarding […]
“I haven’t eaten anything green in…maybe…weeks?” James counted back through the previous meals he’d had in Canada, adding up the hours of absent vegetable dishes. “It’s the weather,” Sal suggested. […]
Too Mutch For Words 