I’ve been thinking a lot about memory recently.
I wrote something for qarrtsiluni which the editors have been kind enough to publish anonymously.
It’s called Apocalypse Regained.
The word “apocalypse” comes from the Greek “apokálypsis” meaning “something disclosed which was not previously realised”.
What a sad story. And I didn’t know that meaning of “apocalypse”!
Thank you m-l. I didn’t know that meaning either, until I looked it up. Everything arrived synchronously – memory, meaning and a place to put it.
Writing has been the only therapy that has actually worked for me. My biggest fear is that one day.. like all drugs.. it too will cease to work its magic in lower doses.
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