December 17, 2011
The Weight of the First
The smell of dry, sun-baked wood always brings me back to the attic of my childhood home. It is a scent of...
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December 16, 2011
The Geometry of Returning
In the study of ancient shells, one finds a curious mathematical persistence. The curve does not merely bend; it obeys a silent,...
December 15, 2011
The Weight of the Gaze
In the quiet corners of a library, or perhaps in the stillness of a garden at dusk, one occasionally encounters a gaze...