But the dust could never escape
the lack of its own weight
& the sun became oppressive
after a while, so Emily
& I kept walking into the crackling
dark, where it never mattered
what could escape
or what could be oppressed.
We were all together there
& the pieces of us that were ours
only we set aside to be offerings
to each other, above the dust.
About the AuthorDarren C. Demaree is living in Columbus, Ohio with his wife and children. He is the author of "As We Refer To Our Bodies" (2013) and "Not For Art Nor Prayer" (2014), both are forthcoming from 8th House Publishing. He is the recipient of two Pushcart Prize nominations.