In Travel Brooklyn bites I have been bitten by Brooklyn. A love bruise has surfaced. Violet, mauve, lilac, crimson. Teeth marks, lip marks, life marks. I am swollen… Continue Reading →
In Travel The stillness of flight I’m coming down. From dehydration. Intoxication. Fatigation – not a word, but it works. I feel like I’ve been away for a month. Not… Continue Reading →
In Travel Voluntourism exposes Guatemala’s soul Originally posted at The Province Newspaper, October 2013. Last August, I experienced an adventure so impactful that I can still feel the weight of… Continue Reading →