Prose Prunings

“We all repeat what we hear, and wonder where the echo begins. Resonance, after all, is the most personal kind of truth, which oscillates between our own present and past.”
— Patrick Monahan

“he tells you that no man can live up to the one who
lives in your head
and you tried to change didn’t you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams …
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.”

—   Warsan Shire, from “for women who are difficult to love”
  • 5 August 2012
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