The Ramblings of a Lonesome/Lonely ESL Teacher A lonesome, lonely ESL teacher is what I am. 8 months. 8 months...
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With thanks to Jose Miguel Morales; without his help, this article - Irish students who brought football to northern Spain...
Satori identity. This was an alien concept to me, until I came across Kerouac. Jack Kerouac's book Satori in Paris is...
I live the following quote about Seamus Heaney in Madrid: It was by pressing hard against a pen, and not...
I’ve lost count of the number of times I have seen someone piss on a car in Lavapiés, but it's...
Words perched on branches; there are as many languages in the world as visions of the realities we live in....
Take a bow, Damien Duff. Damien Duff has been a lot of things: Irish flair player and captain, a title...
To drink in Madrid's strange tea secrets, let's start with a quote: I say let the world go to hell,...
Poetry is the art of the in-between, that space between places and identities. A poem about emigration captures this essence....
