I don’t know WTF I’m doing. “Had I not met this particular tree…”
In Sweden, my lover’s daughter scoops candy into a bag for my own daughter, in America.
These Swedish home tacos and this American teen sex romp.
My American husband texts “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.” from his new department in the hospital and then texts me that his lover advises him to “Stand there and look pretty.” I tell him what I’m doing in Sweden, which is essentially the same.
I am reading the ancient philosophy of Chaungzi under the covers.
Born in 1981 in Texas, USA, Hannah Pierce-Carlson left for the Arizonan-Sonoran desert to study Geosciences, Geography, and Writing. In the grand scheme of things, she became an educator, ad hoc cultural geographer, and photographer. She spent a decade working and traveling in China, Korea, Taiwan, USA, Thailand, Indonesia, and Vietnam.
Hannah has used her camera to document cultural rabbit holes for over 15 years in a number of communities scattered across the Asian and North American continents.
Her camera accompanied her on foot and as a female cyclist across East and Southeast Asia. She left Asia in 2014 and started over in her home country, this time with a family (plus dog) in the American Southwest.
She is now raising her two children outside the concept of schooling. It's called unschooling; and it's a life experiment she's devoted to.
Hannah travels regionally and internationally with her children for many months out of the year. They home base in the hinterlands of the Northeast Kingdom, Vermont, USA.
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