Reflections

April 5, 2023

The kitchen floor was always cold against my bare heels, a sharp contrast to the humid, heavy air that hung near the...

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April 3, 2023

I missed my bus by seconds this morning. I stood on the curb, watching the taillights fade into the gray morning mist,...

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April 3, 2023

The air in a station always tastes of cold iron and the faint, metallic tang of electricity humming just beneath the skin....

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