Poem: Lo que sé

Written August 2019, Panamá.  I used to know how to find a derivative, how to calculate the surface area of a sphere,  any sphere. I could tell you the unemployment rate in India,  and the concentration of carbon in the atmosphere. I used to know what was going on in Congress, what storm or terror... Continue Reading →

Love Letter to my Gente

Today marks three months since I received notice of Peace Corps' global evacuation of volunteers due to COVID-19.  Audio recording:   Bueeeennnass!! Asi es como me saludaron, siempre, desde mi primer día aca. In school, I learned to say “buenos dias,” but it seems that here, you just say “buenas,” so I begin to say... Continue Reading →

I lost my headphones

I lost my headphones. I remembered this last night, as I was drifting off to sleep, tossing to find a comfortable position in the heat. Today I am heading to Panama City for a few days of medical appointments, which means two four-hour bus rides through the countryside, over the canal, and into the city,... Continue Reading →

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