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Dreaming of Blue Jay Eggs in February

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If I could tell the world a story, what would it be? The first thing that comes to mind is a small child, a little girl. Tall trees cast long shadows as the setting sun shines through, making the grass…

I’ve Lost It.

September 12, 2011 I need help finding my sense of humor. I lost it somewhere over the years, across an ocean or a state line.  Maybe I left it in the bottom of a bottle or an ashtray, or on…

The Skin of the City | Rome, Italy 2008

After I spent five semesters skipping most of my Italian classes, I had no illusions about my linguistic capabilities. Fourteen hours after boarding the plane, I was sleep-deprived and anxious. My inner monologue began to loop the necessary phrase, “Ho…