September 30, 2010
The Weight of Stillness
In the high, thin air of the mountains, silence is not merely the absence of sound. It is a physical presence, a...
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September 30, 2010
The Salt of Heavy Air
The smell of damp wool always brings it back—that thick, suffocating scent of a coat worn through a long, grey winter. It...
September 29, 2010
The Grit of Bare Feet
The smell of rain hitting hot, dry earth always brings me back to the taste of copper—the metallic tang of a scraped...