March 13, 2019
The Weight of a Morning
I keep a pressed sprig of lavender inside the pages of a book I rarely open, its color long since surrendered to...
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Reflections
March 13, 2019
The Echo of the Beginning
There is a sound that exists before language, a vibration that hums beneath the skin of the world. We spend our days...
March 12, 2019
The Architecture of Echoes
We often mistake stone for permanence, forgetting that even the heaviest granite yearns to return to the liquid state from which it...
