Reflections

June 28, 2025

I keep a small, dried wheat stalk tucked inside the pages of a book I rarely open. It is brittle now, the...

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June 27, 2025

There is a hunger that belongs to the winter, a persistent need to find sustenance in the barren places. We often look...

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June 25, 2025

I am generally wary of the quiet moment. We are sold a version of solitude that feels curated, a performance of peace...

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