April 15, 2014
The Silence of Ash
There is a point where the earth stops being a place for the living and becomes a record of what was lost....
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Reflections
April 15, 2014
The Weight of the Ascent
The air at high altitudes tastes like cold iron and thin, sharp needles. It is a flavor that settles at the back...
April 14, 2014
The Weight of Shared Silence
I sat on a park bench this morning, waiting for a friend who was running late. Beside me, two elderly strangers were...
