February 1, 2019
The Quiet Before the Wake
I remember sitting on a stone step in a courtyard in Fez, just as the call to prayer began to ripple across...
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Reflections
January 30, 2019
The Weight of History
There is a specific quality to the light in late afternoon that seems to demand a certain gravity from everything it touches....
January 30, 2019
The Weight of a Hand
I keep a small, silver thimble in my desk drawer, worn smooth by decades of use. It belonged to my grandmother, and...
