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In the Darkness/ Minus an Abundance of Light
This is no dream for the faint
of heart, ambivalence holds
something back and you are not
you when the darkness cradles
your hand in silence. Sometimes,
there’s a glimmer of light
through a half-opened door
like a vacant womb waiting
to be filled again.
You have no say in this dream,
though it stands looming overhead.
Your father, long dead vanishes
and reappears his voice unfamiliar,
holds your tears in the palm
of his hand. Your pillow damp,
one feather quill pokes through
the other side until your face is scraped
to bleeding. Don’t cry little girl,
you are blinded by the unknown.
Everyone has this dream, until they wake,
until they are finally able to embrace
that which would otherwise be alarming.