December 16, 2010
The Salt of Stillness
The air before a storm tastes of ozone and dry pine needles, a sharp, metallic tang that settles at the back of...
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Reflections
December 16, 2010
The Weight of Still Water
The city does not sleep; it only holds its breath. In the hours when the traffic thins and the streetlamps hum, the...
December 15, 2010
The Distance Between Us
There is a line that separates the one who acts from the one who watches. It is a thin, invisible border, yet...