by Think In The Morning | Jun 17, 2016 | Mexico |
Scoop up a handful of dust From where you’re standing. Let it slip through your fingers. Dig a little deeper, Into the loamy Dark chocolate of the topsoil. Deeper still. You will see the ochre, Yellows, browns, reds, and purples, In the...
by Think In The Morning | Apr 18, 2016 | Mexico, Words |
The parakeets are frantically chirping out on the patio, their little bodies pumping like beating hearts. They seem to know when the weather is going to change and they are demanding to be moved to a place under the eves where they will be safe from the rain. It...
by Think In The Morning | Mar 29, 2016 | Mexico |
After the accident the wind blew for five days. Then the sun came and burned the earth until the rocks turned into hot coals. The birds flew in long lines like ants. Maria’s grandmother gave birth to a fully formed man. Her grandfather, Abelardo, stopped believing...
