December 25, 2017
The Weight of Paper Dreams
The smell of old newsprint always brings me back to the damp corners of a city market, where the air is thick...
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Reflections
December 24, 2017
The Weight of Fading Light
Why do we feel a sudden, sharp ache when the day begins to surrender its color to the dark? It is as...
December 24, 2017
The Hum of Stained Glass
There is a particular stickiness to the air when the sun begins to retreat, a heavy, golden syrup that clings to the...
