A Dios Vais by Sagar MakhechaThe Weight of Presence
Epictetus once remarked that we are like travelers who stop at an inn; we may enjoy the comforts of the room for a night, but we must be prepared to leave it behind without complaint. We often mistake our temporary surroundings for our permanent…
Guana Bay Shore by Kristel SturrusThe Resilience of the Edge
When the tide retreats from a rocky shoreline, it leaves behind tide pools—small, isolated basins that must endure the full force of the sun and the sudden, violent influx of the next surge. These pools are not merely remnants of the ocean;…
In the Hustle of Indonesian Streets by Fawwaz LabibThe Weight of Unspoken Air
It is 3:14 am. The house is quiet, but the air feels heavy, as if it is holding its breath. We spend so much of our lives moving through crowds, brushing shoulders with strangers, yet we are constantly building walls out of thin air. We hide…