06/02/2026
Come Closer
I just got a glimpse of you,
and it squeezed the breath from my inhale.
I saw what you most chose to hide
when you turned away and lowered your eyes.
I just got a glimpse of you,
and my body became electric.
Your words fell like rain on clotted, parched soil
and held up the looking glass to my face.
I just got a glimpse of you,
and I now wonder if it’s too late.
Can I be the tallest poppy in the field?
Can I become the vision of my Future Self without disrupting others’ peace?
I just got a glimpse of you,
and now I know what I feared the most.
To be the entirety of me without risking the death of the tender selves of us
Is possible.
Copyright © Susie deVille 2026.
🎨 Acrylics and collage on a 12” x 12” birch board