Reflections

January 29, 2020

I keep a small, brass key in a velvet-lined box, though I have long since forgotten which door it once opened. It...

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January 29, 2020

There is a specific, sharp clarity that arrives just before the sun dips behind the treeline in late August. It is a...

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January 28, 2020

I spent this morning trying to match two socks that had been separated in the laundry for weeks. It felt like a...

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