[“every memory that agrees to destroy itself.” – Roberto Calasso]
My memories stopped competing with each other to remember what really happened that awful night.
“All that effort,” memory A said, “when I could just do away with myself instead of fighting you.”
“Go ahead,” said memory B, promising also to forget… and also leave me alone.
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