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September 2005, vol 1 no 2

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Allen McGill


My moans awaken me, startle me, shock me into an upright panic. Then, almost instantly, I begin to lose the link between consciousness and fantasy. I tremble still as I search my surroundings, peer into the depths of semi-darkness at once-familiar tones and forms. Afraid, yet I seek the illusive specters that shattered my night, my escape into the murky recesses of sleep. My body once again becomes part of my being. My senses emerge from within ... sound returns hesitantly to test my awareness ... my skin recognizes the sensation of ... touch. Too harsh! I flee, regress into a world of transient dreams.

enfolded in
familiar dark warmth—
first contraction

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