“I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have out walked the furthest city light. “– from Robert Frost’s Acquainted with the Night
I have been acquainted with the night
I have seen blood splatters in splintered floors
stepped in them from the absence of light
stared at the moon until dawn won the fight
in the sky, I
have lied to the dark
insisting that I wasn’t afraid as knuckles met face
in this cuticle of space
how many nights will it take to break
the circle of family abuse
in full swing when the lights aren’t in use.