You Call Me a Peace Corps Volunteer

You call me a Peace Corps Volunteer, but really I am a time traveller. In crossing time zones, I transmit from the technological to the tribal, the rush hour traffic to the crowded market, the just-add-water meals to the bent-over-a-fire dinners. The land here apologizes for nothing–not for rocks, mud, year-long harvests, or hilly landscape views. I don’t need an alarm clock when the neighbors have chickens a-roosting or the mosques in town compete to sound off for the first call-to-prayer.


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