Afraid of the Dark
A room in darkness
always seemed to hover
wanting to swallow whole
the little girl shaking under
her sheets
And even though
it’s been thirty years
since my father
creeping into the darkness
of my room
broke open my heart
I sometimes
still lay in darkened rooms
expecting the inevitable
to jolt me out of tranquil sleep
into his homespun nightmare
Cynthia L. Bryant
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