You once told me that the human eye 𓁹
is god's 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓. 𓁹
How so much of the world passes through the pupil 𓁹
and still it holds nothing. 𓁹
The 𓁹 alone
eye
in its socket
doesn't even know there's another one,
just like it,
an inch away,
just as hungry,
as empty. 𓁹.
Opening the front door to the first snowfall of my life,
you whispered,
"Look." 𓁹
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𓁹 Words by Ocean Vuong 𓁹 Design by Joanna Chen 𓁹