December 2, 2010
The Breath of Clouds
The smell of damp earth after a long, heavy rain is a language my lungs speak fluently. It is a thick, cool...
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December 2, 2010
The Hum of Ancient Dust
The smell of dry earth after a long, parched afternoon is a scent that settles deep in the lungs, tasting faintly of...
December 2, 2010
The Architecture of Belonging
In the quiet hours of the morning, I often think about the way we construct our sense of home. We tend to...