Staring into the black
You coin this as the house of fear-
but is it really?
When I walk in the dark I place my hand in front of my face in fear of hitting my head and breaking my teeth.
But that’s all.
There’s no boogie monsters.
Just space.
Dark air.
The hum of an empty silence.
The chasm of the unknown.




Mandy Joy Poole View All →

Writer and photographer from remote Labrador, Canada. Just another cold Labradorian chillin' in the Big Land. Can most likely be found walking my dog Grace or behind an iMac screen slowly taking over the interwebs.

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