Postcards: Dakar, Senegal


Dear Aunt Lizzie:

I know you told me

not to go to Africa.

You’ve been there,

and “it’s so dirty!”

you said.

But I went, and

sank my feet into

Sub-Saharan sand,

placed my hands upon

Pink Lake salt.

I have bathed in this dirt

and will bring it home.


BIO: Stephani Maari Booker of Minneapolis, MN, writes works for the page and for performance that are grounded in her multiple identities: African American, lesbian, lower-class, nerdy and sexy. She has poetry, nonfiction, science fiction and erotic fiction in many publications. For more information about Stephani’s work, go to

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Sarah Leamy, MFA, is an award-winning author of both travel books and novels as well as a photographer, presenter, and a bit of a wanderer. She has lived in England, Germany, Spain, Guatemala and the Southwest of the US. She is the founder and editor of Wanderlust, a travel journal publishing international travel writing, photos and trip reports. Find out more at