Of daylight and shadows

)arrow Sometimes I feel like Gollum, forever fleeing the burning brightness of the Sun. We endlessly seek its heat only to find our skin aging, our eyes blinded and shadows flattened. There’s no worse light for photography then a bright noon sunlight. Over it I’ll always choose a late afternoon’s warm nuances and lazy shadows.I…

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The Sex Lives of Cannibals

I was recently reading a book when suddenly, hidden in the middle of a chapter, I recognized… Myself. This would be me, I realized, if I remained in Kiribati any longer, a dissolute man untethered from his own land, a foreigner who has adapted to the queer realities of island life, but a foreigner always,…

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