I cannot find the words to express the way this story both cradled me and destroyed me. A truly brilliant exploration of memory, stories, and how our bodies hold our ancestors and their experiences. I am devastated. I am seen. I am mourning. I am witnessing. I have walked away with so much love for life and such a bone-deep grief.
To those from Rotmistrivka, the real life Gedenkrovka, and all those lost in countless pogroms: may your memory be a blessing.
I cannot find the words to express the way this story both cradled me and destroyed me. A truly brilliant exploration of memory, stories, and how our bodies hold our ancestors and their experiences. I am devastated. I am seen. I am mourning. I am witnessing. I have walked away with so much love for life and such a bone-deep grief.
To those from Rotmistrivka, the real life Gedenkrovka, and all those lost in countless pogroms: may your memory be a blessing.
grassangels commented...
11w
right? nethercott articulated in the most poetic, profound way what that feels like. i’m going to have to read it again but i will need a year or so to recover before i do