(trigger warning: mentions of sexual violence) “Some things go on. Pass on. Some things just stay. I used to think it was just my rememory. You know. Some things you forget. Other things you never do.”—Sethe, Beloved. In the early part of 2020 I had a dream of a woman in a beautiful red gown riding out of the ocean. Though she came from the depths of the water, she appeared to be completely dry, untouched by the wet. She rode with the horse onto the sand of the beach and looked around, an ethereal figure, not of this world.
Retrieval: the visions
Retrieval: the visions
Retrieval: the visions
(trigger warning: mentions of sexual violence) “Some things go on. Pass on. Some things just stay. I used to think it was just my rememory. You know. Some things you forget. Other things you never do.”—Sethe, Beloved. In the early part of 2020 I had a dream of a woman in a beautiful red gown riding out of the ocean. Though she came from the depths of the water, she appeared to be completely dry, untouched by the wet. She rode with the horse onto the sand of the beach and looked around, an ethereal figure, not of this world.