March 13, 2011
The Salt on the Skin
The memory of the ocean is not in the blue of the water, but in the grit of sand between my toes...
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March 13, 2011
Salt on the Skin
There is a specific grit that settles into the creases of your palms after a day spent near the tide. It is...
March 12, 2011
The Weight of Leaving
There is a specific ache in the finality of a season. We build our warmth against the glass, watching the light retreat,...