Travel by Foot, Bike, Bus, and Train

Travel Is a Topo Map

aka, Waiting for the Gringa: The moment my “weightlessness” dawns on me, time goes haywire. I pull up my pants and do the only thing I can. Run.

Oct 6 •

You Can Be Here

My bladder recognizes walls that hold space for entire worlds. An exploration of who gets to say you can't be here and the love of public spaces where…

Sep 8 •

What I Mean to Say Is Gracias

The bus disappears in a haze of golden flecks. There's not so much as a signpost. And I have to decide. What now?

Aug 11 •

Empty and Full on a Northbound Greyhound

The weight of my pack was shocking. So was the emptiness of the Greyhound station in Charleston, West Virginia. Maybe the fact that this was no longer a…

Aug 12, 2023 •

Their voices over the surf are barely audible.

Jul 4, 2023 •

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