December 4, 2010
The Breath of High Altitudes
The air at this height has a sharp, metallic edge, like licking a cold iron railing in the dead of winter. It...
Category Archive
Reflections
December 4, 2010
The Weight of Reaching
The smell of ozone always reminds me of the air right before a summer storm—that sharp, metallic tang that makes the fine...
December 3, 2010
The Weight of Upward
We are taught to build toward the clouds, as if height could grant us a vantage point over our own fragility. There...