June 16, 2016
The Ink of Eternity
How do we measure the weight of a word that was never meant to be spoken, but only felt? We spend our...
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Reflections
June 15, 2016
The Quiet Return
I found a single dried petal inside the pages of a book I haven’t opened since last winter. It was brittle, almost...
June 15, 2016
The Weight of Small Things
I keep a pressed fern inside a heavy dictionary, its edges brittle as a moth’s wing. It was plucked from a garden...
