November 7, 2013
The Weight of One Step
I tripped over my own feet this morning while rushing to catch the bus. It was a clumsy, jarring moment that left...
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Reflections
November 6, 2013
The Architecture of Breath
Grief is a slow tide that pulls the salt from our bones, leaving us brittle and bleached like driftwood on a forgotten...
November 6, 2013
The Weight of Light
We build monuments to hold back the night. We stack steel and stone, weaving webs of electricity to convince ourselves that the...
