Reflections

October 11, 2020

I often find myself tracing the lines of buildings as if they were lines of poetry written in stone. There is a...

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October 10, 2020

We often forget that the kitchen is a laboratory of memory. Before the first flame is lit, there is the quiet ritual...

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October 10, 2020

When I was ten, I used to watch my grandfather sit on the back porch as the sun began to dip behind...

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