Nyctophobia by Elizabeth Allison
You stand alone
in the dark.
The pale moon peeks from the stars
as the sun descends casting orange hues in the dark,
clouds fade.
Polar-white hand tosses
musgravite dust into the sky.
Born of gas.
Makes you wonder about the possibilities.
From the North and South pole,
blowing waves of emerald, violet and blue,
like the night light in your room.
They fade,
tucking you into the night’s quilt.
Still feeling the warmth that the light gave you.
You close your eyes,
no longer afraid.
About the Author
Elizabeth Allison is from Cordova, Alaska. She is majoring in communication with a specialization in public relations. During her education at WSU she took a creative writing class that made her realize how much she enjoyed writing. This class helped her become more open about sharing what she wrote and allowed her to get a better understanding of the writing industry. She hopes to further her writing career by learning more about the industry and broadening her writing style and techniques.