*this poem/writing was based on a dream my wife Hillesha had around October last year and was published in Fevers of the Mind Poetry Digest Issue 3 in November 2019*

*She feels that this dream could have been metaphors based on what we are all currently dealing or about to deal with around the world fighting this virus & the fight for your family during this hard time*

We head towards the East…

To escape the chaos

The sky

Starless

Is thickened with darkness

With no cars passing through

Dare any light shine?

No longer human

They

THEM

Watching

Waiting

To pounce any innocent passerby

Flesh for flesh

There’s nowhere to turn or hide

This is the blackout