June 23, 2017
The Silence of White
If the world were to be erased by a single, soft stroke, would we find peace or terror in the blankness? We...
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Reflections
June 23, 2017
The Unclaimed Horizon
We often mistake the edges of our maps for the end of the world. We draw lines on paper, declaring where the...
June 23, 2017
The Rhythm of the Dust
I remember sitting in a Land Rover outside of Arusha, watching a local guide named Elias trace a line in the dirt...
