April 8, 2013
The Weight of Stone
The smell of damp limestone always brings me back to the cellar of my childhood home. It is a scent that clings...
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Reflections
April 7, 2013
The Bloom of Night
There is a quiet rhythm to the way things vanish. We often think of light as something that stays, yet the most...
April 7, 2013
The Quiet After Midnight
I couldn’t sleep last night, so I sat on my balcony with a glass of water, just listening to the city settle...