January 5, 2012
The Weight of Water
There is a heavy grace in things that do not know they are being watched. We spend our lives performing for an...
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Reflections
January 5, 2012
The Architecture of Silence
We spend our lives looking at the horizon, waiting for the grand gestures of the world to reveal themselves, while entire universes...
January 4, 2012
The Singe of Memory
The smell of kerosene always pulls me back to the damp concrete of my childhood courtyard. It is a sharp, oily scent...