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#WritersCoffeeClub 24-10-13. Has anything you've written made you cry, either when writing it or on a re-read?
Very much yes.
Many passages in The Cantata of the Wild Soul wrench my heart to heavy heaving upon each time I read them, and took much slow time to commit them to paper for the same reason.
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I extended a claw and traced my face in the mirror.
So very much more animal than human, a monster.
There was a certain dangerous beauty and fearful symmetry to what.. to who I saw looking back.
“¿Pin’, was this.. what you saw when you called me a beautiful soul-from-the-forest?”
There was a quiet tap.. tap.. tap.. as tears came on slowly falling like the gentle rains of late Spring.
“Did you… ¿Did you see me.. as this, before.. I was this? Was I really always this‽”
I ripped the mirror off the wall and sent it flying.
Too many emotions started flooding in, and it hurt…
I felt sad,
I felt monstrous,
I felt beautiful,
I felt feral,
I felt happy,
So many emotions colliding, fighting, none able to come out on top.
Just a constant cascading cyclone,
Sad, monstrous, elation, beautiful,
Animalistic, joyous, confusion, lonely,
Monstrously-beautiful, painful-loneliness, joyous-sad, animalistic-elation…
It was too overwhelming.
Too overwhelming.
TOO OVERWHELMED!
I grabbed my head with both hands trying to make my mind stop spinning like a feather at the mercy of a storm’s winds.
The scream that erupted from me was a savage primal hymn of every emotion I was feeling.
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