February 7, 2014
The Salt on the Skin
The smell of river mud is not just earth; it is a thick, metallic sweetness that clings to the back of the...
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Reflections
February 6, 2014
The Quiet Between Heartbeats
I was walking through the park this morning when I stopped dead in my tracks. A few feet ahead, a stray cat...
February 5, 2014
The Weight of Silence
In the ancient world, it was believed that memory was a physical weight, a stone carried in the pocket of the soul....
