August 1, 2014
The Weightless Afternoon
I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, but I ended up sitting on the floor for an hour instead. I...
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Reflections
August 1, 2014
The Weight of Morning
The kitchen table is a geography of small, quiet habits. We sit in the grey light of early hours, waiting for the...
July 31, 2014
The Weight of Woven Threads
The smell of damp earth after a mountain rain always brings me back to the feeling of coarse wool against my skin....
