{28.3.15} elemental disaster

[fire] They had cut off Route 68, the artery between Valparaíso and Santiago, and the poet arrived an hour and a half late to his poetry reading, the post-reading discussion already in full swing. Incendio, solidaridad, our hearts go out to the people, on the lips of the gathered. They let him read anyways, because how…

{25.11.14} [Somewhat Sporadic] Daily Tidbits

{16.11.14} We just had an earthquake, which was fun. Legit, for some reason and against all common sense, I find earthquakes oddly entertaining. I feel kinda bad, though, because so many people here have phobias of earthquakes. I guess it’s the kind of feeling of novelty only possible from someone born in the middle of…