From International Trading To Squash Picking

How I Rebuilt A Life Of Ruin So, there I was. It was 5am, still dark, but stifling hot. The Mississippi Delta heat is unwaivering. Hoot owls, random insects and random rodents can be heard echoing through the isolated stillness of the Mississippi Delta. Drenched in a mixture of sweat and bug spray, wading throughContinue reading “From International Trading To Squash Picking”