By Lisa Olstein

I have arrived in a place I think I will stay for a while.
My shadow is cast before me by the paleness of a certain star

after the moon is down. It won’t last long–another week,
maybe two. It’s like nothing I’ve seen. Night floats through
watery light. People step out at a certain hour. At first I
didn’t know why, then I joined them.

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