Reflections

September 9, 2014

I walked home late last night, the kind of night where the air feels thick and heavy with secrets. My neighborhood was...

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September 8, 2014

We build to outlast the winter. We stack heavy stone and mortared brick, hoping to anchor ourselves against the slow, inevitable drift...

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September 8, 2014

There is a rhythm to the falling rain that asks us to slow our pace, to soften our shoulders, and to simply...

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