What stayed with me was the moment loneliness stops being an absence and becomes a presence. From there, the house no longer feels like a place but something that watches and accompanies. There is a very real melancholy running through these lines.
I feel sad that the house vanished, else I should delight in experiencing absolute solitude myself, if such a thing even exists. I really enjoyed your piece. It reminds me the comfort and beauty of loneliness.
and yet, through all the silence, you lived through it. the memories and those feeling may still follow you, but remember that it is a chapter you lived through
This was so touching, Taylor. It made me partly think of my own relationship with my older sister, and also of this one book I read recently about a similar story, with the main character going through the motions of moving away from her home in the country, and having to survive in Brooklyn with just her father and her brother, but really it ended up being just her, and her brother. Later on as the story cuts into the future, or really it start in the future at their father's funeral, later on tho, it's really just her and her brother, and their troubled but still tungsten bond as family.
Of course, this story isn't at all like what you and your brother may have experienced, but this piece for some reason brought me back to it, by how touching it was. Wonderful stuff, Taylor & Co!
What stayed with me was the moment loneliness stops being an absence and becomes a presence. From there, the house no longer feels like a place but something that watches and accompanies. There is a very real melancholy running through these lines.
I feel sad that the house vanished, else I should delight in experiencing absolute solitude myself, if such a thing even exists. I really enjoyed your piece. It reminds me the comfort and beauty of loneliness.
and yet, through all the silence, you lived through it. the memories and those feeling may still follow you, but remember that it is a chapter you lived through
This was so touching, Taylor. It made me partly think of my own relationship with my older sister, and also of this one book I read recently about a similar story, with the main character going through the motions of moving away from her home in the country, and having to survive in Brooklyn with just her father and her brother, but really it ended up being just her, and her brother. Later on as the story cuts into the future, or really it start in the future at their father's funeral, later on tho, it's really just her and her brother, and their troubled but still tungsten bond as family.
Of course, this story isn't at all like what you and your brother may have experienced, but this piece for some reason brought me back to it, by how touching it was. Wonderful stuff, Taylor & Co!