Little sister hails a cab
The first story I remember hearing about my Aunt Ruth was from the childhood she shared with my mother. “She used to take a…
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View from the Edge
At sunset drivers hide behind the last light’s reflections off glass, faceless robots at the controls, hands always at nine and three, becoming one…
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Evening Commute
Estelí, Nicaragua (2016) At 5:30 p.m., a woman walks home after a day of selling goods from her portable stand in the northern mountain…
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Border crossing
For two years, my daily commute included the international border crossing from Ciudád Juarez to El Paso, Texas, and back. I was a U.S….
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