Reflections

January 24, 2017

I was waiting for the bus this morning when a young girl at the corner caught my eye. She wasn’t asking for...

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January 23, 2017

The air before a storm has a metallic tang, a sharpness that prickles the back of the throat like cold iron. I...

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January 22, 2017

I met a woman in a small tea house in the high mountains who spent her afternoons simply folding and unfolding a...

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