Reflections

February 16, 2012

We often mistake stillness for silence, forgetting that even the most anchored things possess a hidden rhythm. A flower, for instance, is...

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February 16, 2012

The air before a storm has a metallic tang, like copper coins pressed against the tongue. It is a heavy, humid weight...

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February 16, 2012

There is a specific weight to the air just before the sky decides to break. It is a heavy, velvet silence that...

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