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By Evie Huang your Beauty is a glowing lamp that bursts through the night, no, it’s blinding me, no filling me with light, no, the lamp transforms into a work of art it’s transforming into an echo of myself morphing between me and You and meandYouandYouandme i reach for your presence and words are tumbling from my mouth to the ceiling, creating holy ground but it is all somehow inadequate. i keep digging deeper and deeper and then there is an aching arrow in my heart i pull it out and gaze at the wound, burned clean by your blood. i feel a sharp soreness in my soul but it is welcome. the rivers well up and overflow, my voice is breaking under the weight of it all for You are cleaning me from the inside out. and as i bow down on bended knees, i see You in my own reflection lighting the way. Evie Huang is an emerging author of poetry, songs and more. She is currently an undergraduate student at Azusa Pacific University and was raised in Southern California, where she still lives and works. Follow her on Instagram at @jubileespoems.
Evie's other work on Foreshadow: I will fill this house with glory (Poetry, September 2023)
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