“It’s a bat,” I whispered.
“It’s nothing,” you said. “Go back to sleep.”
In truth, it was a wake-up call.
“It’s dying,” I said.
“Things die,” you replied.
The bat struggled. I intervened.
“It’s over,” I said.
And you.
You were silent.
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Emily paused to catch her breath. A backwards glance revealed only trees and shadows. She lowered the hood of her cloak; felt the cool breeze on her face. Maybe she’d lost him?
A howl echoed through the trees. Emily inhaled sharply.
“Grandmother!”
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There was a time we were restrained.
Cold shoulders. Pregnant silences.
And civilized combat
Funny what the years wear away.
My patience. Your inside voice.
Now look at the unfettered remains.
Hot heads. Guerrilla tactics.
And a tinderbox full of wounded egos.
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Daylight creeps in
With long glowing fingers
Traces the contours of your face
And shines a light on my equivocation.
I float inside the silence that is poured
By these suspended moments
Trace the roads not taken
With weathered hands
And wonder.
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There are monsters in the dark, she said. Tucked in closets and hiding under beds.
There are hundreds of different ones, she said. Some have claws, others have teeth.
The one behind you has fangs, she said. And spins webs of glass.
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Inside the broken machinery of me
Your absence is a gaping wound
Leaking oil and tears.
In dreams, I sometimes catch a glimpse of you
And happiness consumes me
Until I see my failure
Reflected
In blue eyes
So much like mine.
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