April 2, 2020
The Breath of Rust
The smell of damp earth after a long, dry spell is a heavy, velvet thing. It clings to the back of the...
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April 2, 2020
The Breath of Granite
The air at the edge of the world tastes of wet slate and ancient, unhurried ice. It is a sharp, metallic cold...
April 1, 2020
The Hum of Evening
There is a specific temperature to the air when the workday dissolves into the evening. It smells of cooling brick and the...