How I fell in Love With Winter
by Hazel Anna Rogers I was always a “summer” person, as it were, despite my tendency to overheat and get exceptionally sweaty the minute the weather went above 17 […]
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Reveries of Starvation – Proust, Melville & Donuts
by Hazel Anna Rogers I spent a large part of my teenage to early adult life starving myself, to various degrees. My memory around these five or six years is […]
Neurosis in Santorini
by Hazel Anna RodgersI think in the past I had quite a stressed personality, quite erratic and meticulous without much room for spontaneity within my rigid regime. I still enjoy […]
Look to the Skies – The Enduring Connection of Bird to Human
by Hazel Anna Rogers When I was younger, my family and I would drive around eighteen hours every summer to the south of France to meet with my mother’s family. […]