Barcelona: Matriarch
Barcelona opens its arms and you suck it all in. The music in the bars is the only English you’ll hear: A familiar sound is the espresso poured alongside beers. Pounding sangria at every...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Barcelona opens its arms and you suck it all in. The music in the bars is the only English you’ll hear: A familiar sound is the espresso poured alongside beers. Pounding sangria at every...
Short Poem about Nature The ocean, in the distance the sands so white the cerulean water so clear then closer the garbage pieces on the grey, rocky banks washed away dunes and trampled...
Travel Story I got off the elevator and hurried into the lobby and out the front door of the hotel. I walked down to the end of the block, past the cigarette store...
Contemporary Story W.O.R.S.T F.L.I.G.H.T.: Nope, that’s not an abbreviation, just an emphasis of how bad my worst flight EVER really was. My worst flight occurred when I was leaving Australia after having lived...
Short Travel Stories Two specific flights stand out to me as the single best and single worst traveling experiences that I have ever had. BEST FLIGHT: I had planned an “LA-over” en route...
(for J.K.) Between you and me shall flower no love; To Frisco, Bangkok, Granada — I’d move If fervor for New York mine didn’t glow; To threat of ill and gloom instead I bow...
The haggis and potato for lunch sat heavily in our bellies as we drove into the Scottish highlands that afternoon. It was already October, and tourist season had recently passed, but the hills we...
“Oh my god- I love you!” That was the first thing I can remember Sorah Lee ever saying to me. I’m pretty sure it was immediately after handing her a shot of something delicious...