A Strange Poverty

There’s a kind of strange poverty in a place billed as the world’s wealthiest democracy, where mass shootings are so easy and frequent. It’s the kind of poverty that runs a cold chill in the mind, even when goodness and opportunity is common, and running into human kindness everyday is heartfelt. It is not a…

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Somos el Barco

There’s a story about why brides carry flowers, a culture carried on from the tribes of Europe, I believe, and transferred to us through the collision of cultures. The story goes that the scarcity of water caused the poor to go many days without washing, and that a bride’s flowers were to mask the whiff…

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