August 3, 2014 The Morning’s Sharp Edge The first bite of a crisp apple is a sound that travels through the jawbone, a sharp, wet snap that vibrates behind... Read Article →
August 3, 2014 The Weight of Skin We spend our lives building walls, yet we are terrified of the silence that follows when the last stone is set. We... Read Article →
August 3, 2014 The Threshold of Silence I remember sitting in a small, damp grotto off the coast of a different island, watching the tide pull away from the... Read Article →