Weight of the Pendulum
The scent of damp earth always pulls me back to the garden gate of my childhood, where the soil felt like cool, dark velvet between my toes. I remember the way the air would thicken before a summer storm, heavy with the metallic tang of ozone…
Waterfall, by Jose RenteriaPhoto of the Month | 13th Month
1st Place | Photo of the Month | 13th Month
Waterfall, by Jose Renteria
Jose Manuel Renteria Cobos was born in Veracruz in December 17th, 1973, raised in Guadalajara, Mexico, and currently living in Japan. He is a professional airline pilot…
The Architecture of Silence
In the desert, the stars are said to be louder than the wind. It is a strange thought, that light might possess a volume, or that silence could be a physical weight one carries across a threshold. We spend our lives building structures—walls…