in my dreams, we’re always together
and there are no odds stacked against us
there are no wars, no fights
and tragedy doesn’t stand between us
there is only you, knuckles on my cheeks
there is only me, palms to your neck
just us
and we are at peace
and that is all that needs to be said.
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I wish to show you the darkness
you are so afraid of.Trust me. This darkness
is a place you can enter and be
as safe in as you are anywhere;
you can put one foot in front of the other
and believe the sides of your eyes.
Memorize it. You will know it
again in your own time.
When the appearances of things have left you,
you will still have this darkness.
Something of your own you can carry with you,—Margaret Atwood, from “Interlunar,” Interlunar (Oxford University Press, 1984)
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