Jun
4
From The Feather Room, by Anis Mojgani
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why is a raven like a writing desk?
Eighteen. Sydney. Education/Arts student. Music is fantastic. Life is confusing.
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It reads: Struck by the abstract nature of absence; yet it’s so painful, lacerating. Which allows me to understand abstraction somewhat better: it is absence and pain, the pain of absence—perhaps therefore love?
After his mother died, Barthes grappled with the complexities of grief, loss, and mourning by writing fragments on more than 300 index cards. The cards were eventually published as Mourning Diary.
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Megan Hart, Broken
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You know what’s kind of beautiful?
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
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Mitch Albom, For One More Day
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