when Chiron said: āperhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.ā when Hozier sang: āI'd be the choiceless hope in grief, that drove him undergroundā and when Circe thought: āI would live on, through each scalding moment to the next. This is the grief that makes our kind choose to be stones and trees rather than flesh.ā























