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@AnarchoNinaWrites Have said before, will say again, mourning is a place of power.

The challenge is that we lack to adequate tools to exercise that power effectively. (This, ofc, is by design.)

So we try, with what spoons we may have, to bury it, to bury ourselves, in casket compartments. At once reinforcing and compromising those walls through shame and guilt.

Yet such power wants not to stay buried.

"Something there is that doesn’t love a wall..."