“Will you take me down there,
where the big spiders are?”
The door creaks open
and the darkness creeps out
like long, boney knuckled fingers.
I’m brave,
I think.
I do make it to the bottom of the
steps
where a bare bulb casts angular shadows
across ruddy stone walls.
And then I’m running
back up into the daylight
because there are spiders,
and
they are big.
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