Savannah’s Saga – Part Three

It was late in the afternoon by the time Savannah and I reached Pozo Almonte.  The young Chileans that had driven us nearly a hundred miles from out of the desert wished us well then took off toward the coast.  I was immensely grateful to them, but my focus was elsewhere.  Savannah was pallid, weak […]

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Ticket Home

In early October while a breeze rolled over the desert coast of Perú I sat on the steps of a stone shrine atop a hill.  I’d been out of cell service for a few days, but I could now see a red and white cell tower standing in the distance like an upright needle.  I […]

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Savannah’s Saga – Part Two

Lou-Lou and I spent three weeks at my cousin apartment in Austin.  Lou-Lou couldn’t go outside because she didn’t have all her vaccinations yet.  I carpeted the apartment with puppy pads, but Lou-Lou seemed to actively avoid them.  I was constantly wiping the floor and apologizing to my cousin who didn’t mind at all. I […]

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Savannah’s Saga – Part One

The desert was an unending scene out the back windshield of the car.  Movement in the dull landscape was only discernible by the flicking lane lines and the receding mountains far in the distance.  To my left were three Chilean men and two Chilean women. A moment before I ran to the middle of the […]

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Separation Anxiety

Out to my right was open ocean while in front of me the road appeared to slide along the hills as a black river.  How long had I been walking for?  At times it felt like forever, other times it felt like just a few days. I could no longer hold on to time.  Days […]

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American Reach

It was Sunday and early still.  When I spotted a beach town from afar I realized I might be able to catch the Eagles game.  I hadn’t planned on watching the game, I hadn’t noticed the beach town on the map, but if the opportunity arose, I’d seize it. The week before was a bye and […]

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Required Rest

Above me vines wove like serpents through the grid of a wooden terrance, while the vine’s leaves shivered in the wind.  In the sky was thin spread of Peruvian clouds hardly deflecting the sun’s radiation.  On a cushioned bench I reached forward and adjusted a perspiring bag of ice on my left ankle.  Once the […]

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A Trip in the Jungle (Part 2)

The moon shone on the grass, but inside the meloka was pitch black.  Everyone had received their ayahuasca.  Now we were waiting in silence until the shaman began to feel its effects and would start singing. I was filled with adrenaline; drumming my fingers on my knees and trying not to think the way the […]

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