Night Spaces

By | 1 February 2015

I get up to use the bathroom
and all is dark. No little red
or green points of light
only the blue beams
seen from the stovetop
at the right angle.
This has not happened
since we lived in Autumn Park
after graduation. Before the advent
of smartphones. Before we had
a decent coffeemaker or wireless
towers, routers, printers—friends
I sometimes try to make them
when I can’t find sleep
and end up sitting in near darkness
among the false stars.

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