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Iryna Korenovska
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Another hour went by before I shuffled out in my slippers. Snow had begun to scatter down. Outside, the alley had darkened; the streetlights were not yet on. Paint can in one hand, brush in the other, I stood unmoving, a dumb witness to the snowflakes’ slow descent, like hundreds of feathers feathering down.
— Sep 04, 2025 06:06AM
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Iryna Korenovska
is 49% done
Standing at this border where land and water
meet, watching the seemingly endless recur-
rence of the waves (though this eternity is in
fact illusion: the earth will one day vanish,
everything will one day vanish), the fact that
our lives are no more than brief instants is felt
with unequivocal clarity. Nothing is eternal.
— Jan 12, 2026 01:55PM
meet, watching the seemingly endless recur-
rence of the waves (though this eternity is in
fact illusion: the earth will one day vanish,
everything will one day vanish), the fact that
our lives are no more than brief instants is felt
with unequivocal clarity. Nothing is eternal.
Iryna Korenovska
is 46% done
She'd considered living somewhere in sight
of perpetual snow. Where the bodies of trees
clustered close outside her window would mark
each shift in season against the unchanging
backdrop, off in the distance, of permanently ice-capped mountains.
— Jan 12, 2026 01:43PM
of perpetual snow. Where the bodies of trees
clustered close outside her window would mark
each shift in season against the unchanging
backdrop, off in the distance, of permanently ice-capped mountains.
Iryna Korenovska
is 13% done
Each moment is a leap forward from the brink of an invisible cliff, where time’s keen edges are constantly renewed. We lift our foot from the solid ground of all our life lived thus far and take that perilous step out into the empty air. Not because we can claim any particular courage, but because there is no other way.
— Sep 03, 2025 04:22AM
