Reflections

April 12, 2019

The smell of sun-baked dust is a dry, chalky taste on the back of the tongue, the kind that settles deep in...

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April 12, 2019

There is a particular grace in the way the world is covered, a softening of edges that invites us to slow our...

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April 11, 2019

I keep a heavy iron key in my desk drawer, one that no longer fits any lock I own. It is cold...

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