October 14, 2011
The Weight of Silence
We build monuments to hold the things we are afraid to forget. We cast them in bronze or carve them from stone,...
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Reflections
October 14, 2011
The Velvet Underneath
The smell of damp earth after a sudden monsoon downpour always brings me back to the garden floor. If you press your...
October 14, 2011
The Weight of Woven Shadows
The smell of dry earth and sun-baked stone always brings me back to the feeling of grit beneath my fingernails. It is...