Day 2: an open door

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4AM: the only source of bleak light that tentatively floods this room

5 AM: is bleary and blurred and obscure (“I didn’t know”) some rectangular glowing patch I stare and stare and stare at

6 AM: and when the sun rises ray by ray the light pours in and illuminates the open door (my head is too heavy to fall) (“It’s okay”)

[30 Day Writing Challenge]

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One thought on “Day 2: an open door

  1. The only source of bleak light (thought provoking), as if bleak light were a rarity, a commodity. A thing to boast about. And tentatively, we might run out of it, it might run out of us. As if we would mourn the absence of a bleak light and its bleakness. Is it a comfort to us, perhaps an alternative, preference to something else.
    There is a lot within you it appears. I don’t know, maybe waiting. I don’t know.
    Thank you for your willingness to push yourself. I think there is talent in the midst of thee. Promise in thee.
    Are you a artist?

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