March 30, 2019
The Weight of Salt
I keep a small, smooth stone in my desk drawer, pulled from the tide line of a beach I haven’t visited in...
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Reflections
March 29, 2019
The Weight of Old Stones
I remember sitting on a low stone wall in a village that felt like it had been carved directly out of the...
March 29, 2019
Carved Into the Silence
It is 3:15 am. The house is holding its breath, and for once, I am not trying to fill the silence with...
