Reflections

January 25, 2020

There is a quiet, rhythmic intelligence in the way certain creatures navigate the map of the world. They do not carry compasses...

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January 25, 2020

I remember sitting in a roadside diner in the South Island, watching a man map out his route on a paper atlas....

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January 25, 2020

In the village of my childhood, there was a woman who kept a ledger of every seed planted in the valley. She...

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