October 12, 2014
The Weight of Feathers
There is a specific grit to the air when the wind kicks up dust—a dry, chalky taste that settles at the back...
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Reflections
October 11, 2014
The Geometry of Passing Through
I remember standing in the underpass near the old train station in Leeds, waiting for a bus that was twenty minutes late....
October 11, 2014
The Rhythm of Returning
There is a quiet rhythm to the day that we often overlook in our rush to arrive. We treat the hours as...
