“Everything feels very tenuous, just then, and terribly beautiful, as if he is straddling two worlds, the one he came from and the one he is going to.” —Anthony Doer
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Reepicheep
“My own plans are made. While I can, I sail east in the Dawn Treader. When she fails me, I paddle east in my coracle.…
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Cupped Hands
What does it mean to hold cupped hands out, life trickling through fingers, splashing on the ground below, an iridescent liquid mixing with dust? What…
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E Pluribus Unum
Washington, D.C. The Capitol Building. Our tour guide passed out headphones and we heard his crackly voice rattling our eardrums. We walked into the Rotunda,…
Grace-hallowed Days 