in {paradise now}

color can’t without light

freedom isn’t in a vacuum.

see the space between us

and know it can grow smaller.

know that wreckage

can be a duet,

that anthems

are born from cacophony,

and that loneliness

is overrated.

know that your CZs are my fat blueberries

and we are mutually rich.

know that banality will not save us,

only the words you’ve never said:

they are the ones I need to hear.

small phrases, passed gently,

in that little space between us.

softest celebrations.

loving without romance.

a clementine in six parts.

between you,

and me,

and you,

and you,

it is never too beautiful

it is never too fair.

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two-figs-913

Grace DeWitt

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