July 1, 2024
The Blur of Passing Through
There was a blue wool coat my mother wore every winter for a decade. It had a specific weight, a scent of...
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July 1, 2024
The Sudden Turn
The sky does not ask permission. It simply shifts. One moment, the warmth is a promise kept. The next, the air grows...
June 30, 2024
The Quiet Center
I sat on a bench at the park this morning, waiting for a friend who was running late. The city around me...