After much separation anxiety, I decided to leave my computer in my small apartment in Phoenix. For lack of a better term, I call Phoenix home. As a woman living alone, and just becoming more[…]
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Tag: Crossing the border
Estoy en tu tierra: Spring Break in Sonora (One)
I saw a pavilion with booths below it. I had already crossed the border and did not understand. I looked at the medium cup of Dunkin’ Donuts, jostling with yellow liquid. _______________________ After I piled[…]
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T-Minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): Taking My Chances on the Border of Guatemala at the Border of Service (3)
On the third day of my adventure to Huehuetenango at the border of Mexico, I woke up in a desert heat in a house of polite and friendly strangers-becoming-friends. It was Monday morning. In a[…]
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