We entered the tunnel, and our shadow selves were revealed, ⁣
the only light a small glint living in each other’s eyes. ⁣
Was it always there, or did the dark make a place for it? ⁣
We did not blink, and somewhere in us, ⁣
the part that had only known to find the dark in the other turned, ⁣
slowly, toward what was glowing

NaPoWriMo Day 28 prompt – And now for today’s (optional) prompt. Victoria Chang’s poem, “The Lovers,” is short and somewhat shocking, bringing us quickly from a near-hallucinatory descriptive statement to a strange sort of question, before ending on the very direct statement of a “truth.” Six lines, three sentences, and to top it off, a title that I think works for the poem but is only obliquely related to its text. Today, try writing a poem that follows the same beats: three sentences, six lines: statement, question, conclusion.

Painting by René Magritte