Admittance

Fog above the city.

I am on my deck.

I am eye level to the eye of God.

I can pretend things do not exist when it is foggy.

Why?

I can close my eyes and be the darkness that
confronts me when my eyes are open

in that moment after a nightmare
when the loneliness is palpable.

Admittance

Laura Morris

Joined April 2008

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