2014-2015, Poem


Featured in the 2014 Fall Issue of Rambunctious

Michale Schueler, '18

Darkness. Light. Such abstract concepts. But we live by them, breathe by them, mend
our broken hearts with them. But what is light with no dark? And why can’t I, little spark in a
misty blue, conceptualize this paradox? Why can’t I see the dark that interlaces, breeding with
light, creating a cloudy gray of so many shades when that is all life is?
I remember you used to say my eyes scared you. Maybe that’s because they’re gray.

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