Reflections

November 10, 2015

We carry the north inside us, a cold architecture of bone and memory. We are built for the grey, for the long...

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November 10, 2015

There is a specific silence that belongs to a child who has already learned the language of labor. It is not the...

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November 10, 2015

There is a rhythm to the water that asks us to surrender our hurry. When we step away from the shore, the...

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