from augusto c. sandino international airport

Delayed flight. Free internet! A silver lining to my exhausted fog, the agony of being between. Between Gigante and Los Angeles, between two worlds and between decisions and future/past. While I’m still literally in the country of Nicaragua, being in this airport, air conditioned, expensive and English-speaking, I’m so far from Nicaragua; but even while [...]

paradise on the first try

“She has become an expert at confusing what is with what was with what should be with what could be.”
I’m in the space between. 
The quote comes from Everything is Illuminated, a book I’m reading that reminds me why I want to write and what I want to write and writing and language. A Jewish-American writer [...]

why does the sun go swimming?

Another fantastic Pacific sunset. I sat watching, feet propped in one of the red plastic chairs, when Malinda, Juan’s eldest daughter, came and plopped down next to my feet. “What are you doing?” she asked. 
“Watching the sunset,” I said.
She turned and watched with me and then, puzzled, asked, “Why does the sun go into the [...]