a poem: «loss loved me»loss loved me, and suddenly: loss loved me not.
i tried to be winsome, i tried following
my father's rule: be aloof if you want to allure!
i loaded my speech with emptiness.
i let him kneel at my feet with a flame.
i played goddess to his supplicant.
i smiled as he stalked me
but tilted my head in sadness, deceptively.
still he left, and now what? it's spring—
and worse—there is no wind
and i am nothing without the wind
and i am even less in the too-bright sun.
i said goodbye to my white-haired love
who kissed me with his tongue.
i said, «goodbye. goodbye. the attention was fun».
he said, «not to worry, girl—it's only just begun».
~loss loved me by kathryn maris
via Slate Magazine.