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Nicole
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I look. There it is. I feel it. The insistent pull to the heart that the hawk brings, that very old longing of mine to possess the hawk’s eye. To live the safe and solitary life; to look down on the world from a height, and keep it there. To be the watcher; invulnerable, detached, complete.
— Mar 22, 2026 04:45PM
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Nicole
is on page 199 of 300
The archaeology of grief is not ordered. It is more like earth under a spade, turning up things you had forgotten. Surprising things come to light: not simply memories, but states of mind, emotions, older ways of seeing the world.
— Mar 22, 2026 04:47PM
Nicole
is on page 171 of 300
You see that life will become a thing made of holes. Absences. Loses. Things that were there and are no longer. And you realise, too, that you have to grow around and between the gaps, though you can put your hand out to where things were, and feel that tense, shining dullness of the space where the memories are.
— Mar 22, 2026 04:43PM
Nicole
is on page 129 of 300
We carry the lives we’ve imagined as we carry the lives we have, and sometimes a reckoning comes of all of the lives we have lost.
— Mar 22, 2026 04:41PM
