The Lost Month

A poem by Julia R. DeStefano

Photo by Julian Hanslmaier on Unsplash

Written by a socially-distant, love and lust-filled woman during one of her solitary walks from her desk to her bed. Her beating heart is the only guide she needs — her source of truth in an uncertain world.

The Lost Month

When an earth angel alights

upon the room of your life,

look to its eyes

for an illumination of humanity -

precious and powerful -

our sole ammunition

against the consuming dark.

© Julia R. DeStefano