Reflections

December 10, 2025

I keep a small, rusted iron key in a velvet-lined box, though I have long since forgotten which door it once opened....

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December 7, 2025

I have been trying to write to you about the way we vanish in plain sight. We walk through rooms, through streets,...

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December 2, 2025

I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, pulling out paperbacks I haven’t touched in years. I found a postcard tucked...

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