Reflections

February 23, 2019

I remember sitting in a small, tiled cafe in Nha Trang, watching an older man meticulously stir his coffee for three full...

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February 23, 2019

There is a quiet violence in the way a bud decides to surrender. It is not a sudden collapse, but a slow,...

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February 23, 2019

There is a specific, heavy stillness to a morning when the fog refuses to lift, pressing against the glass like a damp...

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