by Sharon Hart

Published in Issue No. 5 ~ October, 1996

Above me there are only lights
flickering in thick blackness.
Staring with my eyes wide,
unblinking,
I could almost disappear
into this damp, green, field.

Then the moon jumps out
like an eye that’s never left
and I know I am still here.

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Sharon Hart lives in Lawrence, KS, (Home of William S. Burrows). Originally enrolled at Boston University, she transferred to Kansas University, where she studied English Literature. Sharon Hart's work can also be seen in the on-line zine Artisan.
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