He said: foot, boot, order, city, fist, roads, time, knife
She said: water, night, willow, rope hair, earth belly, cave, meat, shroud, open, blood
They both kept their premises
(Margaret Atwood, Marrying the hangman)
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Granted; life can't be, shouldn't be and perhaps is not that scripted. However, life shattering mysteries such a love why are they so commonly forced into narrow paradigms? Something as wondrous as marriage is reduced to a transaction. Or perhaps it has been but an economic transaction since the dawn of humanity with the woman always on the receiving end. She gives her blood, and keeps her promise.
