Wes West ’18
Safe Some months ago, I fell asleep on your back porch, like a lizard on a rock. I had not slept the night before; it was not safe to sleep; but now, with you on watch, I could. Last week, in your guest room, There later than I’d meant (the trains ran past the fairy light around your garden path), I fell asleep. The darkness did not threaten.
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