Sneak Peek: The Voting Booth After Dark

We’re lucky to feature this sneak peek into The Voting Booth After Dark, Vanessa Libertad Garcia’s collection of intertwining poetry and prose.

“Sorrow”

When I was little I thought I’d never sleep alone.

Sleep in the dark alone.

Live on my own.

For fear of sleeping in the dark alone.

And I did
     Live alone
     Sleep alone
     Sleep in the dark alone.

The fear stopped for a while
Now it shoots up randomly in pangs.

And I get afraid
     That breathless
          transparent
               panicked fear.

But know I’m too old now
               too far now
               for sanctity to hold me.

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