“The marks humans leave are too often scars.”
― The Fault in Our Stars
eventually, there is
not a me and you
there is we and
the pain we share.
whether we might
so softly subtly
acknowledge this silence
a trembling elephant,
pressing its skin
against rough bark
and in the unbearable moments
look past the ever presence instead
find the playful underbelly of fear
and follow to some greater unknown
forward, together, and shed
carefully this distance, unspeakable
distance and volatility
find our breath find
vulnerable membranes that cleft
we to me and you.
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