October 3, 2010
The Architecture of Leaving
In the quiet hours of the late afternoon, the world seems to hold its breath, as if waiting for a signal to...
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Reflections
October 3, 2010
The Weight of Dust
In the high, thin air of the Andes, they say the dust does not merely settle; it migrates. It travels on the...
October 3, 2010
The Weight of Salt and Sleep
The smell of damp wool always brings me back to the coast, to the way the air turns heavy and thick with...