Month March 2016
may be just a house yet it resonates with and through me… adobe bricks and mud-plastered walls contain sounds and smells that echo in me as well haven’t lived there in years but really, i’ve never left this house and… Continue Reading →
I first remember meeting The Addict when I was around 8 years old. My family was hosting a regular Friday night barbecue and, as usual, alcohol was involved. There weren’t many times when my dad chose to NOT drink copious… Continue Reading →
