https://buttondown.com/EireneEleni/archive/a-writers-dream-is-to-publish Witnessing descent into suffering is one thing, seeing the joy of those unleashing it, wittingly or unwittingly, is another level of dystopia. I originally called this first story Lamentation because that’s how it felt to me. But I couldn’t get the question out of my mind. How do they sing?
Category: Essay
Multiple choice for eventful times
https://buttondown.com/EireneEleni/archive/multiple-choice-for-eventful-times
Return of the innocent
https://eireneeleni.substack.com/publish/posts/detail/153437043?referrer=%2Fpublish%2Fhome%3Futm_source%3Dsubstack
On grief
https://heroinchic.weebly.com/blog/grief-unpeopled-spaces-by-irene-gentle I read up on grief long before anyone close to me died. I wanted to prepare. Then they died and I was not prepared. I was lucky to live quite a while before death came knocking. When it did, it came in packs. My father-in-law, who I was close to. My dog. My brother.… Continue reading On grief