Reflections

July 6, 2018

The memory of sugar always begins on the roof of my mouth, a slow, dissolving grit that turns into a thick, sweet...

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July 6, 2018

We often walk past the small wonders of the earth, assuming we have seen them because we have named them. We see...

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July 5, 2018

I dropped my keys this morning while trying to juggle a grocery bag and my phone. They hit the floor with a...

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