October 29, 2014
The Salt on the Skin
The air near the water always tastes of iron and wet stone. It is a thick, humid weight that clings to the...
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October 29, 2014
The Salt of the Current
The smell of wet wood always brings me back to the riverbank, to the way the air feels heavy and thick, like...
October 28, 2014
The Salt on the Tongue
The air at three in the morning has a specific, metallic bite, like licking a cold iron gate in the middle of...
