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Rose LeMay
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Rose LeMay
SUNRISE WITHOUT ARGUMENT
By Rose LeMay
A dream interpretation;
We slipped through the beams
like thieves of our own destiny,
me counting the rhythm of light,
you counting reasons I was wrong.
The house was wired with consequence.
I knew it.
I felt the hum in the walls.
Every step had a pulse.
“Pause,” I said.
“Just breathe.”
But your voice was louder than the alarm
and that’s what set it off.
Red flashing.
Footsteps.
Hands on your shoulders.
I didn’t run.
I didn’t scream.
I just thought,
Same old story.
You fighting the map
while I’m already at the door.
—
There were alligators in the yard,
ancient and patient.
Spiders stitching anxiety
between branches.
Still, I flew.
I always fly.
—
And then somehow
the scene dissolved into shoreline.
No sirens.
No lasers.
Just salt in the air
and a sun climbing out of the sea
like forgiveness.
You were there.
Not arguing.
Not correcting.
Not measuring me against your fear.
Just silent.
Mouth open.
I didn’t have words left.
I didn’t need them.
I pointed to the horizon.
To the way gold spilled over the water.
To the warmth pressing against our skin.
“Do you see it?”
I whispered,
though the ocean answered for me.
And for once
you didn’t debate the tide.
You just stood beside me
while the beauty
took your voice.
—
I didn’t feel victorious.
I didn’t feel saved.
I felt joy.
The kind that doesn’t argue.
The kind that doesn’t defend.
Just sunrise.
Just breath.
Just the quiet miracle
of someone finally
looking
where you’ve been pointing
all along.
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