June 12, 2020
The Softening of Edges
There is a specific grace in the way the world surrenders to the evening. We spend our hours defined by sharp lines...
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Reflections
June 12, 2020
The Weight of What Remains
It is 3:14 am. The house has finally stopped settling, and the silence is heavy enough to touch. This is when the...
June 10, 2020
The Weight of the Sky
I remember sitting on a porch in County Clare, watching the horizon turn the colour of a bruised plum. My grandfather didn’t...