Reflections

December 29, 2016

There is a specific silence that follows the closing of a cage door, even when the door is never locked. I remember...

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December 28, 2016

We are small. We have always known this, though we spend our lives building walls to pretend otherwise. To stand in the...

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December 27, 2016

I keep a small, rusted compass in my desk drawer, its needle long ago surrendered to the stillness of the casing. It...

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