Reflections

November 19, 2018

I keep a small, rusted iron key in a velvet pouch, though I have long since forgotten which door it once opened....

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November 19, 2018

I remember sitting in a train station in Zurich, watching a man in a grey coat adjust his pocket watch against the...

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November 17, 2018

The sharp, metallic tang of a tomato vine still clings to my fingertips, a green and humid scent that pulls me back...

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