December 30, 2012
The Weight of a Wing
To travel is to leave pieces of yourself in the places you pass through. We measure distance in miles, but the bird...
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December 30, 2012
The Weight of Dust
The air in the heat of the afternoon tastes like dry earth and iron. It is a thick, gritty sensation that coats...
December 30, 2012
The Weight of Silence
I woke up early this morning, long before the city started its hum. I sat on my kitchen floor with a cold...