You Didn’t Love Me the Right Way.
Remind yourself how hard you love. Taste your reality, a conviction you can stand on, a simple understanding that rises above everything else.
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Melissa Slayton
The Price of My Forgiveness.
And if you still do not understand the weight of their forgiveness and all it cost them, may any mercy you receive turn to ashes in your mouth.
Once You Have Run Enough, You Will Know When to Stay.
But if you cannot stay, hold yourself in the bright light of the good gods, hold yourself for a moment in a feeling of unrelenting union.
When the Heart Eclipses.
When you are at your dimmest, what endures? If you are covered up, like the sun during an eclipse, what is your corona distinguished by? Light? Color? Heat?
On Narcissists, Social Currency and the Burgeoning Artist.
I used to love being around narcissists because as an artist I was an interminable observer. We were a good team. They would shine; I would describe what I saw.