January 16, 2018

Night Vision by Antonia Clark

Air pulses in time with the blood
in your veins and the brain’s

crazy buzz, the mind’s small
animal, panicked, skittering

to the corner where belief slips away
like the illusion of light

leaving what’s not, a negative image,
memory’s ghostly counterpart

and you gather the dark 
into your arms, take it to heart.






Antonia Clark has published a chapbook, Smoke and Mirrors, and a full-length poetry collection, Chameleon Moon. She has also taught poetry and fiction writing and manages an online poetry forum, The Waters. Toni lives in Vermont, loves French picnics, and plays French café music on a sparkly purple accordion.

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