An Infinity That Belongs To Us Two


Painted in London, 2017.

If only I knew
how to turn darkness
into light, and days
into weeks, for they
pass beyond my grasp
leaving me on a
train moving in the
other direction
and I cry, stretching
out my open palm
to feel – not wind in
sails but air so still,
suffocating, so
much so that my flesh
turns blue, the colour
not of daybreak but
of dusk, shadowy
like the depths of my
soul in the darkest
hour, the hour that feels
ironically like
infinity that
belongs to us two.

– Agnes Chew


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