Reflections

July 7, 2021

I keep a small, tarnished silver thimble in a velvet-lined box, a relic from a grandmother who moved through the world with...

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July 6, 2021

It is 3:14 am, and the house is holding its breath. In the dark, the scale of things shifts. A mountain is...

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July 5, 2021

I keep a small, smooth river stone on my desk, worn down by years of water and friction until it fits perfectly...

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