Category: Italy

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Friday Adventures

Today I am going on an adventure. An endeavor of sorts. It is the last day of teaching both my senior and sophomore English units, the last day before Spring break, the last day before I am free to go sweat, sing, and not speak to anyone for seven days. I will pack a backpack. Pack an avocado. A hammock. Franz Kafta’s The Trial. … Read More Friday Adventures

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Happy 100! Letter from the Editor and Most Memorable Posts

Dear Squadron, Hey there. You beautiful, auspiciously good-willed bellwether of a callipygian nature. You, my formidable invisible audience, have changed me over the past year and ten months. I don’t usually write for you specifically, but your very arcane presence has given me opportunities to practice authenticity, courage, vulnerability, and passion. This site doesn’t generate that many hits, I am fully aware and fine … Read More Happy 100! Letter from the Editor and Most Memorable Posts

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Ali Menite Sprechen Inglese, من فضلك? A Note On The Language Barrier

Right now the only sounds swaying through my ears are those of the wind whistling through the leaves and the voice of Davendra Banhart coming from my speakers. It might not sound like it, but this is monumental. I am perched on the sofa-bed on the back terrace overlooking the impressive surrounding mountains, haven given up my chance to accompany the 12 italian children … Read More Ali Menite Sprechen Inglese, من فضلك? A Note On The Language Barrier

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Holy Chaos 

William Shakespeare comes up to me, his fur so curly it hides the exact shape of his canine body. He gives me a nuzzle, flipping my hand onto the top of his nose for a stroke. I push back the curls hanging down from his brow and stare into his wide anthropomorphic eyes. There is so much emotion within a dog, so many feelings … Read More Holy Chaos 

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A Red Moon Rises

Blood has been spilled this day. And by blood, of course, I refer to the melancholy state of damper that oozed itself out from under the blanket of the day. For some reason everyone was absolutely wiped the entire day, as if the heat of the summer sun evaporating all manifestations of energy. What happens with a massive decrease in energy? The rise of … Read More A Red Moon Rises

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Defeat and Perspective: Lessons in Gratitude

Umbria in July is the temperature of boiling water. The flies can’t seem to catapult themselves off your sweaty, sticky skin; the sun pulses down sweat beads into your eyes; the backs of your thighs leave embarrassing prints everywhere you dare to sit. The very notion of consuming anything hotter than gelato swipes the appetite away. No wonder the Italians have perfected the art … Read More Defeat and Perspective: Lessons in Gratitude

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Incomparable Evening Plans

Here I sit, the arch of my back snug against the wooden bench beams, my feet resting sacrilegiously on the kneeler. The frescoes designed by Giotto di Bondone rage around me, swallowing me in an all-encompassing arches of perfect symmetrical patterns. I’ve never been in such a place before; there isn’t a spot of wall that hasn’t been painted over, and not just flat … Read More Incomparable Evening Plans

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A Hitchhiking Love Affair

This is a story from the archives, way back to the end of September ‘16 when four Americans (Alaska, Colorado, Kansas, Arkansas) danced with mimosa’s and brick-oven pizzas through Northern Italy for a week. Ahh, September seems like ages ago. This moment of my life was recently recollected during a chat I had with a German over hitchhiking experiences. Nostalgia grew wings and burrowed … Read More A Hitchhiking Love Affair

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When the Watch Dies

I know you are out there. I know that you are reading this. I want you to know that I am like you, too. That you are not alone. That it’s okay. Let’s say it together, out loud. Watch addict.  We know who we are; even taking off the watch for the shower is a bit disconcerting at times. What time is it? one … Read More When the Watch Dies