1. About Fear

    emily-jane:

    Fear

    When I was young
    I was afraid of certain kinds of Dark.

    Specifically;

    The Dark that chased me up the stair
    That licked my nape
    That whispered things
    And kissed the air
    Between us.

    And now I kiss my child
    His worried face, his grubby little fists.
    And he asks me of the Dark.

    I stay, and hold his hand and talk about
    -the stars we could not see without it.

    ER 25/02/09

    February 26, 2009
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