2013-06-21T22:39:45-07:00June 21st, 2013|Parenthood|

Where does the dark hide

You stood outside
after our guests had left
your head arched back
staring at the sky

after a few minutes
you marched up to me
as I was tidying up

mama, where does the dark hide

I tried to explain
that the dark doesn’t go away
and neither does the light
it’s us that spins

you nodded
and asked for blueberries

and then before you fell asleep
you asked me
why the dark doesn’t like it
when we spin.

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