The Weak Spot Susan Jewell
Blame the Greeks: Had the mother of Achilles just let go, dropping her son into the River Styx, would we even know another’s frailties, the weak spots we use to rout out breaking points, like we did in our last tiff, the one about nothing, when we poked at each others’ susceptible sore until the hard shell of raw ego broke like a metaphor— opened and separated, the damage was done. In the River of Hate, when Thetis gripped her son, how could she have known that having no mercy we’ll prick each vulnerability, willfully aiming for the heel?
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