This memory aches like a heart that bleeds ink. It becomes sharper with time. But it stays with its teeth jammed between ribs. No matter how thick the bones, it won’t leave me alone. You gave us the world. I am sorry we burned it to the ground.
Excerpt of The Crucifixion, the Gospel according to Luke from Absolution
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