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      • I wish
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      • Para ti
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    • Poems #2
      • Heart break
      • Contradiction
      • Think, think
      • Roto
      • falling
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      • Soñando
      • Haze
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    • Poems #3
      • Forgiveness
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      • words, lost
      • Unavoidable
      • How?
      • A forever battle
      • Wake up
      • limbo
      • Useless
      • Mañana
      • A wall
      • Winter
      • Joke
      • Volar
  • Short stories
    • The old man and the pirate’s hut
    • Staring eyes
    • My search
      • My search, pt. 1
      • My search, pt. 2
      • My search, pt. 3
      • My search, pt. 4
      • My search, pt. 5
  • Travel blog
    • Four worlds, One country
    • The Coast
      • My home
      • A jungle between palmtrees
      • Montañita
      • Puerto López
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    • Fun Facts about Ecuador
    • Carnaval
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  • Personal logs
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    • 20/11/2020
    • Decision

Tag: Beach

Sol

November 11, 2020 Mikki HoodLeave a comment

i can feel the sun even with my eyes closed i can hear the ocean even with my eyes closed i know exactly where I am

Posted in PoemsTagged Beach, Personal, Poem, Sun, Writer

On the sand

November 10, 2020 Mikki HoodLeave a comment

today we sat we sat on the warm sand always warm, the sand even when everything else is cold I rest my head on your shoulder, like the first time. And we watched as the sun and the ocean were getting closer to each other. We hadn't in a long time. I missed that feeling.… Continue reading On the sand →

Posted in PoemsTagged Beach, Personal, Poem, Poetry, Sun, Writer, Writing

The old man and the pirate’s hut

November 8, 2020 Mikki HoodLeave a comment

It had been months since I had seen anybody. Silence was my normal. I used to talk to myself a lot in the beginning, but it got old over time. Why talk when nobody's listening? I was drinking coffee at my kitchen table, always set for one, when I heard them. At first I thought… Continue reading The old man and the pirate’s hut →

Posted in PoemsTagged Author, Beach, Personal, Short story, Writing

I wish

November 6, 2020 Mikki HoodLeave a comment

everyday I sit in the warm sand to watch the sunset everyday my eyes hurt from staring at the sun everyday I watch until it's gone so I can wish you to be with me

Posted in PoemsTagged Beach, Personal, Poetry, sunsets, Writing

My home

October 8, 2020December 10, 2020 Mikki HoodLeave a comment

I would like to tell you about my favorite part of Ecuador first, my home. I was born and grew up in the Ecuadorian Coast. My American father built his hotel in a small backpacker town called Montañita, where the waves are perfect and the people are welcoming. He loved meeting new people and nothing… Continue reading My home →

Posted in Ecuador, Travel BlogTagged Beach, Ecuador, ocean, palmtrees, Sunny places, Travel
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