October, 2015

  • October 8, 2015
    by Christina

    A clay bowl in your hands. Touch the earth as you take your food. Eat with friends, sensing the horizon. Today, I walked to campus under the shade of burning red maples, and entered a bustling cafeteria sheltering a clay bowl. It made my hands look incredibly small. I circled from station to station choosing only food that would give me pleasure. Some honeydew […]

Christina M. Spiker | 2015 October
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