House of a Desert Voice

Remember when I said that I missed the kids from the Lima Sol hostel even before I left the place? I forgot to mention in the previous chapters why I…

I rode back to Limassol on the last day of October. Coming back into town, I would learn that Kevin Spacey, an actor who had been removed from Hollywood via…

My first week in Limassol was a curious cocktail of splendor, weird, and misery, though the strongest impression of that week was the meaning of it all. As I mentioned…

I left Silifke in Türkiye on a ferry to Kyrenia (the Turks call the city Girne) at midnight on the 13th of October of 2025, and after six hours on…

And now for something completely different. My messing around with how to intersperse videos with text lead me to try my hand at a little stream of consciousness with my…

Andreas took a look at the Love Note. He said it was just a stream of consciousness. He hadn't read anything that came before. He didn't know the story. Just…

I am pasting a scene here that I wrote in January sitting next to Artem Lensky at the Nero Molos in Limassol, in Cyprus as a part of a story…

Como struck me like an axis around which a pair of polar opposite realities did a dance of love without ever touching. Since I'd set my bicycle boots on the…