Reflections

June 10, 2014

There is a stillness that precedes movement, a held breath before the world decides to turn. We spend our lives waiting for...

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June 10, 2014

There is a specific smell to a room built of dried grass and earth—a scent of sun-baked stalks and the cool, damp...

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June 10, 2014

There is a specific, hollow ache in the back of the throat that comes from watching something small hold its own against...

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