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"Grief is a path to understanding entangled shared living and dying; human beings must grieve with, because we are in and of this fabric of undoing. Without sustained remembrance, we cannot learn to live with ghosts and so cannot think."

"and he looks at the white canvas and he thinks he'll start painting the pictures he has in his head soon, he'll paint them away, but he can't manage to paint the worst of them, it's too painful, it's like they're tearing him apart, everything he is, that's how bad it is, but even the pictures that aren't so hard have something about them, something sad, yes, a kind of grief, he thinks, but also a kind of peace, yes"

"Slow fluids of / dark slide past each other at / different speeds. Light she / ignores. Waking is gradual / lines of dark into sounds. / They line up. Before they / do is a moment of terror / happening every day she / every day forgets"

"They (on the one hand) made his chilly tears / immortal neglecting to tell him / his eyes were not."

"He is troubled by words."