April 2025

The horses were ridden by young men who took pride in their churning of dust and wild yelps as they flailed their whips. The smells of the bazaar, dust, dung, and humanity, hung in the air. Older men cleared a path for the riders who dashed up and back to Read more…

The only glow in the room was the blue light from my Kindle. As I read, a tingle went up my spine. As I traveled up the Tekes Valley, I had watched the signs from the front seat of the small van. Now, I read the same names in the Read more…