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Life After Loving Requires a New Ecosystem
To kill a love is to breathe in
water filling with a weight that empties
you of your voice
and your laughter
and all of the light
But there’s release in the final liquid gasp
a balance of the density inside
with the heaviness in a body’s suspension
Under water, under-loved
and a contradiction in the drops
condensed, a body
of water, or of hurting
Life after loving requires a new ecosystem
For the half life half death half memory
In that new state of disorder, of what’s relative,
of unraveling meaning,
In that new reality of opposite:
There is loving
And there is water
—
Francesca von Krauland is a Miami-born Cuban and Austrian writer. She is a lover of cappuccinos, cats, and conversations that go on for hours.
More by this writer:
- Traveling Alone With My Thoughts
- We Weather the World Well
- Forget Me Not
- To Be Carefree
- Clarity
- Surfaces
- Salad and Sad Outcomes
- Reclaiming My Body After Your Love
- Can I Escape the Person My Family Made Me?
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