I pull at the drawer and it resists me for a moment, the way things do when they've settled into themselves over time. There is that particular sound—wood sliding against wood—and then suddenly it gives way, revealing its contents with a quiet rattle. Morning light streams over each object; items that have rested in darkness since the last time I visited, their colors now vivid and startling. It is as if the drawer itself has been safeguarding small treasures meant only for me.
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releases May 15, 2025
Album artwork by Salka Rosinkranz
www.salkarosinkranz.com