Monica Theresa
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And the past as a form of borrowing
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Dissection: Letter to the Past
When I first wrote this piece, I was trying to capture memory, grief, and the way the past lingers—how it resurrects itself in recollection, and how, in doing so, it leaves the one who remembers stranded. There’s a kind of desolation in being the one left to remember. In the first draft, I took a safer approach. I knew I had to take risks, but I hesitated—afraid of sounding too emotional, too juvenile. And yet, I was drawn to that desperation, the need to keep someone alive through memory. That tension—between restraint and urgency—was something I wanted to explore more deeply.
By Monica Theresa10 months ago in Critique
Way to go, Zoh!. Content Warning.
Leaning her forehead against the cold, shiny windowpane, Zohra gazed longingly at the neighbor’s yard. Her favorite willow tree stood there, free. She sighed audibly. There was a moment—a pause—during which her grandfather stopped typing on his typewriter, and she sighed again, this time turning to him with the saddest face she could muster. Her lips quivered at the corners, her eyes downcast.
By Monica Theresa10 months ago in Humor
