Notes from the other side of certainty.

An afternoon with a stranger of rare poise, seemingly stitched into the streets of the old French Quarter.

On the tree-lined streets of the old concession, and why the place still feels half-imagined.

Arriving in the rural interior, and the accidental gift of being entirely, unavoidably present.

A city that feels the same as everywhere, and nothing like anywhere — different but the same.

Selected dispatches as spoken-word episodes: travel, identity, and the search for home.