“And so the broken family nestled into one another, each hoping the others’ presences would fill the wound their personal war had left behind.”
Yaa Gyasi “Homegoing”
and in the distance, I saw / proud, solemn/fern-wild
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a painting sponsored by my patrons
Simone de Beauvoir, from The Woman Destroyed; “The Woman Destroyed”
Text ID: love gave every moment of my life a meaning. Now it is hollow. Everything is hollow. Things are empty: time is empty. And so am I.