A Wet Moment of Loss

An account of my first visit to the Niagara Falls.

June 30, 2017June 30, 2017 by thevagabondwordsmith

Boston’s on the run

The city’s 121’st marathon that became my first. Boston comes to life in a very different way. Who would have thought I’d ever enjoy an athletic event, and write about it!

May 7, 2017August 1, 2017 by thevagabondwordsmith

My Spring Break Plans and Other Rants

An exciting week in New York is here and that’s not enough to make me happy. I beat Moaning Myrtle at being sad. Do I need to see a therapist?

March 6, 2017March 6, 2017 by thevagabondwordsmith

Who Wants to Make America Great Again?

A breakdown of who really constituted the Trump vote bank. Can we really call ’em all racists?

November 29, 2016November 29, 2016 by thevagabondwordsmith

Salem, Salem, where art thy witches?

My overdue feminist rant is here! We all like witches and we’re all culpable of calling our mothers, girlfriends, sisters, “witches” at least once in our lives. The quaint town of Salem presents itself as the backdrop for the notorious witch-hunt of the 17th Century. Walk with me, as I trace the witch-lineage and seek to rendezvous with the now disappeared diabolical souls.

October 26, 2016February 26, 2018 by thevagabondwordsmith