Aching for Passage
The first day at the new house, while I watered plants on the patio, a playful wind grabbed the door...
Gaia
I was standing at the kitchen counter when the house heaved like a ship on high waves. One second to...
Once
Over and over, every instance, once. That’s the whole story. Never twice. Stepping in the same river. And everything else....
Incarnation Airport
People always arriving and constantly departing makes life an airport of sorts, a station of exchange. Coming in, going out,...
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