The section of writing that I read spoke clearly of your pain & despair, but nowhere in my mind refers to T's rejection of you. Is there more to the piece that T read?

I have to smile at such a clichéd suggestion of "more like on the matter" & say that besides missing the point that she is the cause of the pain, she is such a literalist that she doesn't notice that in your sensitive piece it is breath that places and displaces blackness. Such a huch point to miss!

I'm afraid your T is not a poet. Perhaps you must speak/write to her in unflourished prose if she is to understand you at all. Remember, she is at her essence a social scientist.

Good luck. I think you write beautifully with the flair of a twenty-first century Elizabeth Barrett.

Roadie