April 6, 2026
The Weight of Being Seen
It is 3:14 AM. The house is holding its breath, and I am staring at the wall, wondering why we spend so...
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Reflections
April 6, 2026
The Weight of Small Hands
Why do we assume that the burden of the world is meant only for the shoulders of the weary? We often look...
April 5, 2026
The Ghost of the Midway
There is a specific silence that follows the dismantling of a fairground. It is not the silence of a forest or a...