Reflections

April 25, 2015

There is a specific, gritty texture to survival that I remember from childhood summers spent near the dry riverbeds. It is the...

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April 25, 2015

I spent this morning staring at a map on my phone, trying to figure out how to get to a new bakery...

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April 24, 2015

Night is a liquid state. When the sun retreats, the world loses its sharp edges, and everything we thought was solid begins...

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