Reflections

September 3, 2021

I often find myself wandering the narrow alleys of the mind, tracing the lines of places I once knew before they were...

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September 3, 2021

The smell of damp earth after a long drought is a heavy, velvet thing that clings to the back of the throat....

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September 2, 2021

I keep a small, iridescent feather tucked inside the pages of a book I rarely open. It was found on a windowsill...

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