Michelle Angelini
NIGHTFALL
twilight invites recording its presence on a cell phone
she’s learning to use while headlights
come towards her at speeds faster than she can walk
they are lightning bugs making their presence known
before passing on to other tangible destinations
she’s on her own journey unconcerned where others wander
but has a strong desire to stretch and part shadowed grey dapples
with phantom fingers before night descends
where buses make waiting an art cultivated by the carless
long ago starlit rivers and grassy fields brought peace
to disconcerted days where neither coast was home
until she moved from suburb to city
childhood imaginings reorganized themselves
departed abandoned and new independence
redefined blurred lines into delicate certainty
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