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“I wore you on me at all times
Like I now carry my pen.
Unlike your own opinion my
Belongings must have a function.
You bled through the ink of my lines and
To be my subject nursed your thirst.

Was it my fault, or your own, that you forgot
—I do not deal in tender verse.”
― Mie Hansson, Where Pain Thrives

“I shall have my lasso, I shall lead the course;
I recognize it’s time to mount a different horse.”
― Mie Hansson, Where Pain Thrives

“We quenched the bulging flame, amongst
the ashes embers of fire remain”
― Mie Hansson, Where Pain Thrives

“Women in love are pathetic
and I cannot be bothered, for now,
I am back to metaphysics
and my armpits gather hair.”
― Mie Hansson, Where Pain Thrives