So beautiful, just so beautiful

Blaze of Obscurity

It starts somewhere high in the hills – so little of it would ever fall directly to the streams of course. Some of it pours across the earth and runs into the shapes of runnels, more of it leaks from the ground – the way you cried that first time, and it all seemed so real, and now the most you can muster is a rueful grimace when you remember how it all seemed so significant.

There’s a moment when you are cleaning up the home office where she used to work, and you have dared yourself to go in there, and as you vacuum you realise that she has replaced all the pictures of the two of you with those of her and her new lover, and you sink to the floor and cry the hard tears that are many months overdue. You reach blindly to shut off the…

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