October 7, 2018
The Weight of What Remains
There is a specific silence that lives in the shadow of a skyscraper. It is not the absence of noise, but the...
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Reflections
October 7, 2018
The Grit of Time
The taste of dry earth always lingers in the back of my throat when I think of places left behind. It is...
October 6, 2018
The Quietude of Noon
There is a particular quality to the light just before the sun reaches its zenith, when the shadows shrink to nothing and...
