Reflections

July 20, 2024

When I was seven, my grandmother would let me stand on a wooden stool in her kitchen, my chin just clearing the...

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July 20, 2024

I remember a morning in a coastal town where the rain didn’t just fall; it arrived with a weight that seemed to...

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July 19, 2024

There is a quiet physics to the way we look at ourselves. We spend our lives searching for a surface that might...

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