Start From Go

I knew that she would be safe for the time being, at least with him for now. In a strange way he and I were friends, at the same time enemies.

Mexican Flower

My hand was above my eyes shielding them from the sun as I looked up at the almost empty sky. There was a plane flying over head, it had already seen me walking alone for miles in the extremely humid desert, it was soon to land.

Lost In The Woods

She had to be lost, She used her best judgement after seeing where the boat had docked on the outside of the amazon. She followed the freshest looking tracks into the jungle.

Out From Brazil

I was completely calm, something very rare in our kind of life. It was raining harder than it had since we had been here in Brazil. I was sitting on my knees upon the muffled amazon earth.

The Mud Puddle Girl

She played in the mud, making art; in her own version. She heard the screams but would not believe the sounds. How could she still be alive, how could she be alive and important when the she had to sit in the mud making art because there was a lack of art supplies in this god forsaken place.

Rio

When I reached the city I had calmed my mood. I was balanced and centered; my enemies would be at least an hour behind. I rounded the corner to look upon the scene of a women holding a gun to her head, an older women.