"The Great Divide"

This post is part of a series: Part I, “Foundations,” Part II, "Slow."

Bunny is laying on the couch, flipping through her phone. The glow of the tv is the main source of light.

Bunny: They need to tell us. 

Fiya enters the living room and turns the light on. 

Fiya:You really like to be in almost darkness. 

Bunny: It's just how I roll. 

Fiya: What are you watching?

Bunny: On TV? Nothing. You know I like the light, but also I guess we need to see what’s happening tonight.  I'm watching youtube clips of my favorite actor.

Bunny pretends to swoon.

Fiya: Look at you and "your starlit eyes." 

Bunny: I DMed him a few days ago. 

Fiya: That's why you were so giddy?? Was "the afterglow a sign?"

Bunny: Of course not. I'm sure the account is run by a publicist. 

Fiya: So?

Bunny: What?

Fiya: "You've set [me] wondering," did he respond?

Bunny: I wish. "Let me" tell you that I would "ride through the night" and into life with him if that worked out in my favor. 

Fiya: How likely is that?

Bunny: Well you know "til love is everything" and obvious for him to understand how much we mean to one another the chances are low. 

Fiya: Your obsession is just crazy to me. "Now" you're at "an age" where this is kind of unreasonable. It's not like he's going to respond.

Bunny: I know. I'm not actually holding out hope. Only did it because it spurns "out of the loneliness" that quarantine and being single has put me in. Why not try something. Don't judge me. I like the dream of "[his] hand in mine" and we're on a picnic off the coast of LA or hanging at an airbnb in upstate New York during the first snow fall. 

Fiya: You've really thought about this.

Bunny: I always do. It's so much better than thinking about "the great divide" of our country and what might happen in the coming days. 

Fiya: Do you want to talk about this "stitch in time" we're experiencing?

Bunny: Not really. I'm hoping as a country "we recombine" and stop with the depths of division we're facing currently, but who am I to tell us to go back to "the way it was." 

Fiya and Bunny sigh in sync. There's a silence as they watch the muted television. 

Fiya: "Well, dust to dust" we'll know soon enough. 

Bunny: Hoping that what "has led us here to collide" doesn't end up in an actual impact and implosion. 

Bunny's phone gives off a notification chime. She looks down and looks up at Fiya with excitement in her eyes. 

Bunny: Guess who just DMed me!?

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