See The Thing Whole

She said your laughter rings like
The sound of a benediction

While coffee cups echoed in
White rooms on white tables with
White noise filled with emptiness
Emptiness which holds space
For possibility even when the
Answers do not exist they just
Float colorless while we
Bless and cry and laugh and
Trace lines over the sky’s
Soft blue back and make constellations
Of each other

Author: Erica V.

Always seriously joking and rambunctiously soft-spoken.

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