Severed Glories — Several stories

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Some music for your journey

All of the good things worth writing about are deadened by putting them into words unless they’re deeply philosophical, in which case the writing is esoteric and jargony. Everyone knows the description is never as alive and content-rich as the thing itself.

Nonetheless, it’s a good exercise, at least for those of us revisiting happy memories, to press a flower’s severed glory into a page for the really special ones. At the very least, someone flipping through years on might imagine

the author had an inner life, and had love that ran as deep as any love has ever run through their own heart.

They might imagine that—but it isn’t necessarily true, of course. It isn’t necessarily true, but, even still, they look at the thoughtful ode to a memory preserved in a once-living organism, and they think it must have been true.

I think that says enough.

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