Tag: imagery
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1,000 miles: step 64
I’ve waited my whole life for this Sunday. Just kidding! I’ve waited all week for Sunday to come around. I’ve been places this week, and that’s exhausting. I even celebrated Earth Day without knowing it–simply by not being at home. I rode buses and I walked miles. I drove cars, too. I helped supervise young…
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The world is a dangerous place to live —
The world is a dangerous place to live — not because of the people who are evil but because of the people who don’t do anything about it. –Albert Einstein The world is a dangerous place to live for sure. There is in an awe-striking art about impeccable housekeeping, known to Mother Earth. She has taught her knowledge in bold, forceful ways.…
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On still nights I can hear
On still nights I can hear the wind in solitude breathing, roaming in habitual journey. It goes through cycles with murmurs and tantrums. I remember that in a dimmed sunlight the wind envelopes my sides. My scarf and blue ribbon sway at large, flowing and spreading out, wings if only I learned to pull at…
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1,000 miles: step 54
As a fall 2013 graduate of Northern Virginia Community College, it has been my task for over a month now to find myself a job. Job seeking with an Associate’s Degree and little experience in the field of teaching is problematic. As consolation, I remind myself that a number of people have gone through unemployment and survived.…
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1,000 miles: step 50
A little over a year ago, I resolved to wake up earlier in the mornings. I wasn’t too successful. Though I’ve certainty made progress, particularly in the latter half of 2013 (thanks to a job over the summer and many calculus study sessions). And though time is far too precious, I find that making use of it…
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1,000 miles: step 47
West and East Beverley St is in a cozy corner of Staunton, Virginia. Some 2.5 hours away from Alexandria. The visit’s purpose: to witness the Blackfriar Theater and watch Romeo and Juliet as English play-goers would see the drama-tragedy in the good ol’ days: with the lights on. 16th century London. No camera or filming of the lovely performances. Few…
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1,000 miles: step 43
The rain brought out this little creature. I’m surprised I managed to notice it. The bigger surprise was what happened when I got out of the passenger seat to take a picture. The turtle ran away from me. It rushed towards the highway. Then, once it heard the rush of cars coming its way, it turned…
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1,000 miles: step 40
Like all summers (and winter breaks), now that school is right around the corner, it feels like my days are flying past at 65 miles per hour–and that’s too fast for me. I know because that’s the speed that drives me insane whenever Mom puts me on the freeway. This summer, I started working a…
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1,000 miles: step 36
It’s been well over a week, but this June finds me settling into our new home at the corners of Alexandria city. This means a whole lotta less commuting from school to home. There’s so much left to unpack, mostly because we don’t have much furniture. My books, those, have already made themselves cozy. When…
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1,000 miles: step 35
Dear reader, today I walked outside, facing a wind of some 17 miles per hour–it was probably much higher, that or I’m too much of a feather. It was then I realized I picked a wrong day to wear my hair loose. And so, I propose someone invent windshield glasses for those breezy days when…
Claudia Rojas 