The Memory Police

by Yōko Ogawa

Memories don’t just pile up—they also change over time. And sometimes they fade of their own accord.

“My memories don’t feel as though they’ve been pulled up by the root. Even if they fade, something remains. Like tiny seeds that might germinate again if the rain falls. And even if a memory disappears completely, the heart retains something. A slight tremor or pain, some bit of joy, a tear.”

Oh my god