February 19, 2013
The Weight of Small Hands
In the quiet corners of a house, history often hides in plain sight. We tend to think of the past as something...
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Reflections
February 18, 2013
The Hum of Distant Gold
The smell of cold iron always brings me back to the winter of my seventh year. It is a metallic, sharp scent...
February 18, 2013
The Weight of Waiting
We spend our lives waiting for something to arrive, or perhaps for something to leave. We stand on corners, hands in pockets,...