September 20, 2014
The Weight of Breath
There is a moment before the world wakes when the air holds its breath. It is a heavy, grey suspension. We spend...
Month: September 2014
September 20, 2014
Quiet Petals in the Dust
I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, pulling out old paperbacks and dusting off spines I haven’t touched in years....
September 20, 2014
The Architecture of Silence
In the quiet hours, when the sun has surrendered its heat but the earth still holds the memory of the day, there...