Worth the Wait: Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica
Beach bumming in a small Caribbean beach town sounded like a perfect way to end our 6-month trip through Mexico and Central America. Or so we thought. The foul, fishy stench of rotten seaweed hit our nostrils as we stepped from the cramped bus and looked out at a rather depressing, empty, and underwhelming black sand beach. It was pouring with rain, and we had to quickly fish out our ponchos. We thought, this couldn’t be it, could it?
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The alliteration and breath-based phrasing (“squeeze screams,” “sleep on deep breaths”) creates a choking rhythm that mirrors the poem’s emotional claustrophobia.
Every syllable CREAKS in this one!
WOW Stunning work! You're on a roll! This commands attention! Get it gurl! 💪🏾🎉
Oooo, I especially loved the idea of screams being squeezed and death bleeding whispered spells!