and since then I haven't known quite what to do with her. thoughts?
Penelope when pressed to speak
Then you tell me what the difference is exactly
between weaving and unweaving when
all I want is him, here, now. The future
makes as little difference as the past unmade.
I need these strings to keep my hands busy,
so that I can say “I’m waiting.” Without
waiting comes terror. Time passing.
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oh, I love this! (I'm a bit biased since I love all things Greek... but you capture her character so well in those few words)
To be nit-picky: something in the first phrase seems out of sync, or maybe the first line is a bit too long?
Perhaps "Tell me, exactly what is the difference"?
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