March 17, 2018
The Weight of the Unseen
There was a blue wool sweater, thick and smelling of cedar, that lived on the back of the kitchen chair for three...
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Reflections
March 17, 2018
The Weight of Silence
There is a specific kind of silence that only exists at high altitudes, a thinness in the air that seems to strip...
March 17, 2018
The Architecture of After-Hours
We often speak of the night as a void, a space where the world simply ceases to be until the sun decides...
