"Insomnolence"
by Charles Rafferty
I navigate the dark house by moving from the green star of the smoke
detector to the blue star of the electric toothbrush. I am no different
than Magellan or Marco Polo, I am guided by what burns. Some nights I
step onto the back porch. The prow of it charges the blackness, while
the stars above me sharpen and blur. Inside, I harbor the ache of what
is no longer possible.
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