When wildfire smoke reached Madrid, I realized how close a distant disaster could feel.
The Morning the Sky Turned Orange
After the Move, There Was No One to Call
On the unexpected loneliness of starting over.
Before the World Collapsed
Sometimes the moments we miss most are the ones we never knew were ending.
Sun-Burnt
The summer I stopped dreaming about sunshine.
Here Eventually
Welcome! This is a collection of personal essays about places, stories, and the quiet moments that stay with us.
