The Price We Pay
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Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@kellysikkema?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText">Kelly Sikkema</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com/s/photos/heart-break?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText">Unsplash</a><br/><br/>after Jay McLean's More Than Forever<br/><br/>Our every love is loss; we weigh our heartswith diamond dust that could transmute to coalat any given flash. We fall apart,it wears against the fabric of the soul;a million little scars, if not a cut,a coup-de-grâce that renders heaven dead.<br/><br/>Our monkey brains could never fathom whatconspired to our doom. The choice instead,of opening this misery brings light,mistakes we carved into our tender skinunknowing how we'd scar, ugly and tight;the havoc we would render deep within<br/><br/>by opening our chests: a wink, a smilebecomes a broken heart after a while.<br/><br/>—<br/><br/>This poem is a great example of how different works of art can influence and inspire you. Over the last week, I’ve been reading Jay McLean’s More Than series, which follows a group of friends through their late high school and college relationships. It’s kind of a contemporary epic in that sense. But the title and the first line or so, are inspired by a lyric from one of my favorite musicals, Next to Normal: <br/><br/>“The price of love is loss, but still, we pay. We love anyway.”<br/><br/>While I was writing this poem, my intention was to have it end on a happier note. To create a volta somewhere in the text, recognizing that yes, love is worth all of the pain that it causes, that, yes, love is worth it. But I got to the end of the poem, and realized, oh. This ended up much more pessimistic than I intended.<br/><br/>Usually, you know, it’s the other way around. But I tried to mitigate some of that with the title. Because yes, we do love anyway. It is worth paying that price.<br/><br/>—<br/><br/>In other news, I’m thinkin
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