small moments

it's 10am and which day of the week it is i can't be sure. it might be saturday. it's definitely still the pandemic. my typical morning goes like this: *wake up without an alarm. it could be 5am or 8am, but rarely past 8. my body likes to be up early. *stand, brush teeth, pull …

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on margate sands

On Margate Sands. I can connect Nothing with nothing. The broken finger-nails of dirty hands. My people humble people who expect Nothing. la la To Carthage then I came there is a victorian pavilion in margate where ts eliot wrote the third section of his most famous poem, 'the waste land'. it's the sort of …

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it takes a year to make a travel writer

2009 has been a busy year of traveling, traveling and more traveling. some of it was travel for pleasure, other trips were induced more from need to get away. in fact, in many ways, 2009 was a banister year for me. 'this is china, a guidebook for teachers, backpackers and other lunatics' was finally released …

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