Reflections

April 16, 2016

We often mistake the skyline for a neutral backdrop, a mere canvas for the setting sun. But the horizon is never neutral;...

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April 16, 2016

I remember a dusty alleyway in Marrakech where three boys suddenly stopped their game of marbles the moment they saw me. They...

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April 15, 2016

In the quiet corners of an old house, dust settles like a soft, grey blanket over the things we have stopped needing....

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