DARKNESS MY ONLY FRIEND

 

A moonlit garden.

Rose bushes follow

the meandering paths.

Wind rustles the leaves

of the towering oak trees.

The guests are inside.

Dancing to the music.

Twirling around the dance floor.

Darkness is my friend.

It waits in the shadows.

I walk farther from the house.

A cry breaks through the silence.

I look up.

A clearing ahead

holds statues.

One is bent over.

Crying.

Tears falling on white stone.

She lifts her head.

Darkness descends at last.

THE DEAD GAME

Kindle

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Nook

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