June 8, 2016
The Weight of Small Things
I spent twenty minutes this morning trying to find my keys, only to realize they were in the pocket of the coat...
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Reflections
June 8, 2016
The Weight of the Unspoken
There is a specific silence that lives in the rooms where my grandmother used to pray. It is not an empty silence;...
June 8, 2016
The Weight of Paper Wings
The smell of damp pavement after a sudden monsoon shower always brings me back to the feeling of rough, cheap paper between...
