November 23, 2016
The Veil of Rain
There is a quiet grace in the way water changes our relationship with the world. When the sky descends in a grey...
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Reflections
November 21, 2016
The Hum of Grey
The smell of wet pavement always brings me back to the wool coat I wore as a child, heavy and damp against...
November 21, 2016
The Common Table
In the quiet hours of the morning, before the city finds its voice, there is a rhythm to the streets that goes...
