April 24, 2015
The Architecture of Silence
We often mistake light for a mere utility, a way to banish the dark so that we might see the edges of...
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Reflections
April 24, 2015
The Weight of Water
In the quiet hours of the early morning, I often find myself thinking about the way we try to hold onto things...
April 24, 2015
The Echo of Stucco
The smell of old stone is not just dust; it is the scent of time held captive in a cool, dark throat....
