The Sanctum
The Veil
He doesn't have a face. This is the thing I keep returning to, in the quiet after. Not in grief — in something closer
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He doesn't have a face. This is the thing I keep returning to, in the quiet after. Not in grief — in something closer
I've been thinking about masks. Not literally. Or — not only literally. I've been thinking about what a mask does to an
Easter has always been about return. Not resurrection — that's the church's word for it, and the church was tidying something up,