Hidden Roads

Winding dirt paths that turn into rocky roads lead the way to hidden routes that few tourists find. We make our way through into people’s homes, communities, and lives, and this time, we’re the colonizers. I like to think we’re benevolent though, as we mean no harm and only want to eat their food andContinue reading “Hidden Roads”

Fellow Nomadic Writer

You sit scrawling across The pages of a spiral notebook With a mysterious hard cover By your side. Your eyes dart Side to side on the occasion When you stop writing to look up. Your mouth forms silent words In what I assume is your method Of deciphering the text that comes Next. Two teenageContinue reading “Fellow Nomadic Writer”

Now Boarding

It’s a muffled call over the speaker But everyone gathers their luggage And snacks and pillows A migration over dirty blue carpets. One by one, trudge by trudge We march staccato, weighed down And imbalanced by heavy bags in varied States of wear. Start with the back Of the plane and fill it up toContinue reading “Now Boarding”