Eurydice
Take me with you
when you go into
the underground
where the walls are cool
to the touch and
the darkness seeps
into my eyes
Take me with you
into the sun
where all my terror melts
away and it is
day even at night
Take me with you
when you step
into your tragedy
where few can follow
where I can give you
new skin
Freeze your days
set fire to your nights
let me mold for you a new life
Do not look back
for me
for I have not
followed you
Viannah Duncan writes poetry and creative nonfiction. A professional editor, she holds an MFA in creative writing and lives in the Baltimore area with her cantankerous cat Cleopatra.
