Eurydice

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you needed to explain to me what it was exactly that made orpheus so terrifying it was that we never even heard eurydice’s voice that

which we know and imagine was love but see now as narcissus defying death for an obsession that never once dared to ask

do they want to come back

and i saw you look at riddy with the same reverence that devotees look at saints was it that you were never asked if you wanted all this

or if you wanted, at all, to be what you were asked to be you just did what you felt like you had to do and orpheus comes ripping you out

of a grace so hard-won in blood

in a prison that would make foucault blush you took those steps yourself and you thanked me and i smiled i realize now the role i played you

did not have to thank me at all it was all yours to begin with i simply held your hand through the dark there was no orpheus in this story

eurydice walked herself out of hades