by Madeline Blair
The lark hums at night.
No one hears, most times.
It can seem so small.
We wait, and we watch.
Yes, the dark can hurt.
This is why I shine.
The warm bed hugs tight.
Hold me, close the door.
The salt lamp glows, calm.
In the sea, it’s cold.
The moon hits just right.
No harm can touch you.
I fear death most days.
Don’t think, close your eyes.
Things are sure and bright.
Life is clean and nice.
We can breathe slow here.
After all, we’ll be fine.
I love you, goodnight.
Madeline Blair is a poet and moonbeam from Chicago. She is the founding editor-in-chief of Sabr Tooth Tiger Magazine. Her poems appear or are forthcoming in Okay Donkey, Burial Magazine, Luna Luna Magazine, Libre Lit, and more. She was once quoted in The New York Times on her passion for clean air.