April 21, 2012
The Weight of Stillness
At high altitudes, the air thins until it feels like glass. You stop speaking because the sound of your own voice is...
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Reflections
April 21, 2012
The Pulse of Earth
The smell of wet earth is the smell of beginnings. It is a cool, heavy scent that clings to the back of...
April 21, 2012
The Archive of Breath
Time is not a line, but a layering of winters. We think of the earth as something solid, a foundation beneath our...