Reflections

February 15, 2017

In the high, thin air of the world, sound behaves differently. It does not travel so much as it dissolves, swallowed by...

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February 14, 2017

Hunger is a quiet companion. It arrives in the grey hours, when the frost clings to the windowpane and the house settles...

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February 14, 2017

I remember a boy named Elias who spent his entire summer on a rusted skateboard at the bottom of Miller’s Hill. He...

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