January 7, 2021I woke up nipping at ankles. A teacup pup angry at no one deserving of it. Trying to bring down giants by their heels (while nowhere in…Jan 24, 2021Jan 24, 2021
Rolling Boulders Up Hills and Other Election MetaphorsIt was an outing to the supermarket because we ran out of coffee and … something else?Nov 2, 2020Nov 2, 2020
The Dog of a Million NamesKids weren’t particularly nice in school, a tale as old as time really. I grew thick and prickly skin, the kind that protects from a…Apr 23, 2020Apr 23, 2020
LatinidadI am rice and beans for lunch every day from a youth spent in Sao Paulo. I am tacos and burritos from childhood summers in Arizona. I am…Apr 23, 2020Apr 23, 2020
My ChurchWe made it to the car park at Crocodile Bridge, the Komatipoort entrance of Kruger Park by 16:10 — we had to be there at 16:15 for a…Apr 22, 2020Apr 22, 2020
Amazonian EulogyI was a handful of days away from my 10th birthday when we arrived in Manaus. I had a fortunate childhood spending most long summer days…Apr 22, 2020Apr 22, 2020
Quarantine BluesI wander the supermarket aisles searching for home. I bought books. Several. Don’t get me wrong, I like to read, but part of me thinks I…Apr 22, 2020Apr 22, 2020
Liuwa Plains Natl Park — ZambiaWhen you leave a place you’ve never seen during the day under the thick of night you become a stranger. Like Alice falling through the…May 20, 2019May 20, 2019
The most important lesson I learned this year was from my ceramics teacherI made a “to-do” list for before I turned 30, one of them was to learn ceramics. How vague: LEARN. CERAMICS. What does that even mean? I…Jun 12, 2018Jun 12, 2018
Thank You TonyI can’t say I started loving food because of him, because I’ve loved food since before I could walk — evidenced by crawling around our…Jun 8, 2018Jun 8, 2018
