Dunes

A song is muffled under the weight of thousands of tons of sand under the weight rocks break and on the limestone, I lay listening to the night we cannot see our hands before us but they are orange stained from the dust that coats the wild dog’s fur and sifts between the camel’s lashes…

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Confessions of A Troubled Writer

Hello. It’s been a while. Quite a while, actually. As per the title, welcome to my confession-session about being smacked in the face brutally hard with some good ol’ writer’s block. This is a surprising occurrence as I was certain all my new and exciting experiences abroad would surely open up the creative gates to…

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Desert Daze

I am in love with the desert. The jagged canyon walls and sandstone mountains surround you in a world of muted reds and pinks. You come home to the city covered in dust: orange stains between your toes and fingers and you are pulling grit out of the ends of your hair. Dark orange sand…

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The Dead Sea

I went out with some friends from my program and took a mini-adventure to the dead sea last week! It was wonderful, salty, muddy, hot and honestly, everything burned. The salt content is no joke, it literally felt like swimming in zero-gravity. Definitely slathered that mud on there too, we are talking the real deal dead…

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