Reflections

November 26, 2011

Childhood is a geography of motion, a time when the body is not yet a vessel for caution but a pendulum swinging...

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November 26, 2011

In the quiet hours of the morning, before the world has fully stirred, there is a particular weight to the air in...

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November 26, 2011

The smell of dry earth after a long drought is a sharp, metallic hum in the back of the throat. It is...

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