December 6, 2024
The Weight of Transit
I keep a small, brass key in the velvet lining of my jewelry box, though I have long since forgotten which door...
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December 5, 2024
The Weight of a Step
The mud remembers. It holds the impression of a life, however brief. We walk through the world, convinced of our own permanence,...
December 5, 2024
The Weight of the Air
When I was ten, I spent an entire summer trying to touch the top of the doorframe in the hallway. I would...