April 22, 2012
The Salt and the Sun
The taste of a summer afternoon is always a little bit like dust and dried grass. It settles on the back of...
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Reflections
April 22, 2012
The Weight of Stillness
There is a peculiar physics to the early morning, a density that seems to hold the world in a state of suspension...
April 21, 2012
Lines Drawn in the Blue
I was walking home this afternoon when a plane cut a sharp, white line across the sky. It was so straight and...