August 10, 2024
The Rhythm of the Blade
Why do we feel the need to strip away the layers that define us, as if the essence of a thing only...
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Reflections
August 10, 2024
The Weight of Small Things
When I was seven, my uncle took me to the edge of the marshlands behind his house. He told me to stand...
August 10, 2024
The Music of Empty Spaces
When I was seven, my grandfather took me to the town square on a Tuesday evening. The bandstand was empty, stripped of...