November 9, 2022 - “The Moment” by Rahil Najafabadi
THE MOMENT
I took a few steps and saw something following me.
I’m not afraid of the dark, I don’t need the lights––
The shadows make me flinch. I can’t trust the night
when I know that is when the past becomes free.
I’m not ready to give myself to the wind, and my sleep
to the cold. The air opens slowly midday for my dream,
this is the moment I wake up and feel the day wear me.