The End of Bodies
Fiona Landers

“And even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, until in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.”

A fellow by the name of Aeschylus wrote that a long, long time ago, and it’s just as pertinent today.

May you find peace somehow, some way.

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