On Death and Dying

I love riding the bus. I can sit back, relax, and watch the beautiful scenery of The Andes between Cuenca and Guayaquil.  In September, I rode the bus all the way to the coast to celebrate a friend's birthday.  Journal in hand, the wheels of the bus quieting any other sounds, I wrote this poem.... Continue Reading →

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