April 26, 2013
The Threshold of Nowhere
We build walls to define where we end and the world begins. We hang doors to suggest a passage, a promise that...
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Reflections
April 25, 2013
The Color of Quiet
I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, pulling out paperbacks I haven’t touched in years. I found a dried flower...
April 24, 2013
The Ink of Becoming
We are all sketches left out in the rain, our edges softened before the ink has fully dried. To be young is...