October 5, 2020
The Architecture of a Whisper
If the eye is a mirror, why does it so often reflect a world that does not exist? We move through our...
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Reflections
October 5, 2020
Echoes in the Dust
I spent this morning clearing out the back of my closet, pulling out boxes I haven’t touched in years. I found an...
October 4, 2020
The Map of a Life
When I was seven, my grandmother let me trace the lines on her palms with my index finger. She told me they...