All is not well
June 16, 2013 § Leave a comment
“We don’t forget,
but something vacant settles in us.”
–Roland Barthes, Mourning Diary
For those of us (still) in mourning, or for whom mourning has become a continuous process, a fluid thing, just like Barthes said.
Tagged: fathers, mourning diary, roland barthes
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