Reflections

February 5, 2024

There is a specific quality to the light that filters through dense, humid foliage—a filtered, emerald diffusion that feels less like sunshine...

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February 5, 2024

We often speak of the city as a rigid grid of concrete and glass, a place defined by property lines and zoning...

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February 3, 2024

It is 3:15 am, and the house is holding its breath. In this hollow space, I think about the things that watch...

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