Status Updates From Bride of Ice: New Selected ...

the mountain mourned. It will not let us go.

And yet they say it is by the pull of
an abyss, that you measure height

Beneath this caressing, plush blanket
I call up yesterday's dream

Today or tomorrow the snow will melt.

Today or tomorrow the snow will melt.

your time will come, my lines

my ear attends to you

And tears are water, blood is water,
a woman always washes in blood and tears.
Love is a step-mother, and no mother:
then expect no justice or mercy from her.

- Yesterday he looked in my eyes

"God's too much God, worm - too much worm!"

highly recommend reading poetry collections your ex bought you (but you never ended up reading) and analysing what the gift meant😹