May 27, 2013
Between the Steel and Sky
I walked through the park this morning, trying to shake off the noise of the city that seems to follow me even...
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May 27, 2013
The Weight of Wool and Bone
The smell of wet wool is a heavy, thick thing. It clings to the back of the throat, tasting of damp earth...
May 27, 2013
The Silence of Snow
I woke up this morning to a world that felt muffled. A heavy frost had settled over the neighborhood overnight, turning the...