May 27, 2014
The Soft Arrival of Dusk
There is a specific grace in the way the day surrenders to the evening. It is not a sudden departure, but a...
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Reflections
May 26, 2014
The Architecture of a Breath
We spend our lives moving through the world as if we are the only ones inhabiting it, heavy-footed and loud with our...
May 26, 2014
The Quiet Observer
I remember sitting on a rusted bench in a public park in Kolkata, watching a crow pick at a discarded crust of...
