Reflections

February 28, 2017

I remember a kitchen in a small apartment in Malmö where the air always smelled of melted butter and toasted flour. My...

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February 28, 2017

I once sat on a stone wall in a village outside Kyoto, watching an elderly man sweep the fallen leaves from a...

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February 26, 2017

Why do we feel the need to fill the spaces between us with words, as if silence were a void that threatens...

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