Reflections

April 27, 2014

There is a language spoken by the forest that requires no throat, only the patience to watch the branches. We often mistake...

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April 26, 2014

Water does not remember the stone that broke its surface. A ripple forms, widens, reaches the shore, and disappears. We, on the...

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April 26, 2014

I was walking home from the grocery store this evening when the streetlights flickered on, turning the familiar neighborhood into something I...

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