Reflections

September 26, 2017

I keep a small, smooth stone in my pocket, worn down by years of thumbing its surface until the edges have softened...

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September 25, 2017

Gravity is a heavy promise, yet we spend our earliest years trying to defy it. We climb, we leap, we hang suspended...

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September 25, 2017

We often mistake the city for its steel and glass, forgetting that its true pulse is found in the rituals of consumption....

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