March 28, 2012
Under the Same Shelter
I walked to the mailbox this morning in a sudden downpour. I didn’t have an umbrella, and for a second, I thought...
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March 28, 2012
The Salt of Memory
The air near the coast has a weight to it, a sticky, humid thickness that clings to the skin like a damp...
March 28, 2012
The Weight of Water
We spend our lives washing things. We scrub the skin, the floor, the plate, trying to return them to a state of...