November 23, 2023 The Quiet Between Fields I walked past the old stone wall at the edge of town this morning, the one where the moss has started to... Read Article →
November 23, 2023 The Weight of the Small I remember sitting in a garden in Kyoto, watching a beetle navigate the jagged terrain of a mossy stone. It moved with... Read Article →
November 23, 2023 The Weight of a Shadow The coat my father wore in the winter of 1998 still hangs in the back of the closet. It is heavy with... Read Article →