Palettal Prose: Speak to Me

Bring it on,

you shadowy

dark thing.

Give it to me.

Right here.

Right now.

Spread your black wings

and give me

the truth.

Whatever it is

I can handle it.

I can handle you,

the shadowy ugly moth

fluttering in the cage of my chest.

You have been fluttering for years.

Banging against the bars of my heart.

Come here–let me have a look see

at your beady naked eyes.

Ah, so you are scared too.

~Heidi Hewett

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