Reflections

May 16, 2024

I remember a bakery in the Trastevere district where the air always smelled of scorched flour and sea salt, a scent that...

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May 14, 2024

I bought a bunch of wildflowers on Tuesday, mostly because the grocery store checkout line was moving too slowly and I needed...

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May 14, 2024

It is 3:14 am. The house is holding its breath, and I am thinking about how we try to anchor things that...

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