Reflections

December 27, 2016

We are all, in some sense, creatures of migration. We carry the maps of our origins in the marrow of our bones,...

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December 26, 2016

There is a particular kind of waiting that is not passive. It is a sharpening of the senses, a narrowing of the...

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December 26, 2016

There was a wooden stool in my grandfather’s study that held the exact indentation of his weight for thirty years. After he...

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