Reflections

January 22, 2017

If the divine were to blink, would the world simply cease to be? We spend our lives constructing monuments to the eternal,...

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January 22, 2017

I remember sitting by the edge of the Muhuri River in Feni, watching the light turn thin and grey as the afternoon...

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January 21, 2017

There is a peculiar geometry to migration, a map drawn not in ink but in the marrow of bones. We often speak...

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