Postcards are shared love in a moment from elsewhere uniting souls from afar.
“Todd” originated from Middle English meaning fox, or el zorro in Spanish, inspiring the curious and cunning spirit captured in these notes.
Malawi, April 2019
He slides his fingertips along the curves of my white skin, following skeletal ridges and swollen veins. He examines it for patches of disease or discomfort - both his own and mine - with his eyes tracing the sketches of his artistic touch.
Zambia, April 2019
It was exotic, beautiful, majestic. So much that when the first traders and explorers from distant lands arrived in Africa, they thought to immediately capture it and bring it home because it was unlike anything they knew.
Uganda, March 2019
She plods forward along the dusty asphalt, her plastic flip-flops catching the intermittent shade of her skirt. One arm swings forward, her bony black wrist alternates, balancing and opposing the sway of her handbag on the other arm.
Kenya, February 2019
I unfurled the tent for the first time at a lakeside camp. Colobus in their finest fringed tuxedos croaked and called as they bounded thorny acacia trees en route to their soiree. Stately storks strut in the leaves, our eyes locking for an instant.
