I don't usually write poetry.
I don't like being scared. My mom would never permit anyone to frighten us when we were small.
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All summer, while I was mostly without internet, I was thinking that I wanted to take the blog in a little bit different direction when I got back to Mexico. Then when I got back, I was immersed for the first month in getting settled into school and classes, but the question never left my … Continue reading Changing Directions
I told myself I had plenty of time to write a post summarizing my year, and here I am on the morning of my flight out of Torreón hurrying to pull some thoughts together. Here we go. In work: During this, my first year teaching a full grade of students two different subjects, planning and … Continue reading Changing Views
I am here at IAH on a Sunday morning, sitting at the departure gate two hours early. I check my Facebook feed for the first time in days and like all the likes. I listen to the pop music coming from the overhead speakers and the clink of glasses and silverware from the restaurant next … Continue reading Empty Nest
After I had complimented the array of baubles sufficiently, we returned to the dining room to sit. Thankfully, it was only a few minutes until the doctor came out and said goodbye to the last client. It was my turn. I followed her through the short hallway into the treatment room. The first thing I … Continue reading El Curandero Parte 2
The witch doctor mixed medicine for me today. Ok, so she's not really a witch doctor. She's only a chiropractor. She was recommended to me by my yoga instructor, and what with the foot injury and the ear pain, I was really happy to follow up. The place was a long way from my neighborhood--clear … Continue reading El Curandero Parte 1
When I arrived here, my apartment was so spare; minimal furniture, utensils, and decorations. I felt a bit deprived. I took down all the Catholic iconography except for one in the foyer and I rearranged furniture and changed curtains and brought back posters from Louisiana when I came back from Christmas. The posters are really … Continue reading Aesthetics
The warm weather and thoughts of mornings at Pensacola Beach and evenings on the porch at Landry's led to the online impulse-buy of a new summer dress. Putting on shorts brought me to the unfortunate realization that my thighs didn't look so great; in fact, they looked like they should never see the light of … Continue reading El Gimnasio (the Gym)