March 12, 2024
The Quiet Between Heartbeats
I remember a morning in a park near the edge of the city, where the boundary between the pavement and the wild...
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Reflections
March 12, 2024
The Geometry of a Ghost
I remember sitting in a dimly lit tavern in Krakow, listening to an old man explain why he never looked directly at...
March 12, 2024
The Weight of Water
The path is worn smooth. We walk it without looking. The feet know the way, so the eyes go elsewhere, drifting toward...