Darkness
By Cynthia Zhang
(Written in October, 2009)

Darkness

Darkness from dusk.

Darkness from canopies of trees.

Darkness arises in my heart.

Humidity in the air.

Humidity in the blood of leaves.

Humidity blinds my eyes.

I cannot see the rich colors

Of people, autumn and life.

I live in a cocoon weaved by me

Surrounding myself.