Reflections

February 19, 2011

In the quiet hours of the morning, before the world has fully committed to its noise, there is a specific gravity to...

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February 19, 2011

The dampness of a coming storm always settles in my knuckles first. It is a dull, throbbing hum, like the vibration of...

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February 18, 2011

In the quiet corners of a kitchen, one often finds objects that have outlived their original purpose. A chipped ceramic bowl, a...

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