October 24, 2017
The Pause Between Heartbeats
I keep a small, smooth river stone on my desk, worn down by years of being turned over in my palm. It...
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Reflections
October 24, 2017
The Sharpness of Breath
The air before a storm has a metallic tang, a dry electricity that prickles the skin of your forearms. I remember standing...
October 24, 2017
The Unmapped Tenant
We often mistake the city for a collection of stone, steel, and zoning laws. We view the urban landscape as a rigid...
