One night

One night the darkness spread itself,

a crow's wing that extended its shadow

to drape across the room and made fear

fold its sharp corners in my head

like origami.

One night I unravelled, I pulled one cord

and collapsed in slow motion drifts;

soft pink threads of me released 

from the shape of my body 

and glided to the floor. 
 

One night you collected my tears

as though you were a cloud to hold

in my rain, ever more black-bellied

as I counted out each pain,

one by one, on my fingers.

One night I tried to reel back in

the weight of my words; no escaped 

sentence took the bait, you unleashed us,

they said, to the teeth of this moonshine air,

we are as light and free as snowflakes now.