Reflections

February 26, 2011

There is a particular kind of silence that belongs only to the high plains. It is not an empty silence, but a...

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February 26, 2011

In the high deserts of the mind, we often mistake survival for a quiet, colorless endurance. We imagine that to persist in...

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February 26, 2011

The smell of damp earth always pulls me back to the riverbank, to the feeling of cool, wet clay sliding between my...

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