Before that night, I didn’t grasp that the shadows that sometimes crossed her face weren’t momentary clouds passing in front of the sun. Her deep silences were more than daydreams. And her habit of standing with her arms wrapped around her ribs was a way of holding herself together.I didn’t get there must be balance.She couldn’t hold so much life, light and joy without also containing their opposites.

Before that night, I didn’t grasp that the shadows that sometimes crossed her face weren’t momentary clouds passing in front of the sun. Her deep silences were more than daydreams. And her habit of standing with her arms wrapped around her ribs was a way of holding herself together.I didn’t get there must be balance.She couldn’t hold so much life, light and joy without also containing their opposites.

– Chelsey Philpot –

Even in Paradise

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