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Fingers Cast

Fingers cast above me

As I venture into darkness

Cackling wind-whipped voices

Daring me on

Hair falling to ensnare me

To capture me

Holding me from truest want

Infinite eyes take shape

Judging me

For wishes unfulfilled

Howling snakes through limbs

Reaching out to


Are they here

Will they stop me

When I’m almost there

My final test

Last chance to turn back

An unearthed hole

Ready to swallow me

I tumble


Into freedom


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Erin Quill is a picture book writer attempting to learn Adobe Illustrator, cat wrangler, Dark Poet, and audiobook enthusiast. Loves to spend time in the sun.


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