exploring memory's capacity to abuse
Every morning, I had to believe it all over again.
There are moments when the past has a force so strong it seems one might be annihilated by it.
How can the fight to be heard and the desire to be forgotten coexist?
"But I remember, and remembering is like an open wound."
“She had rooms in her mind that she would not look into.”
— Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose