Running away

A ghost  ‮A  ghost

‭is following me;  ‮ is following me;

she makes noise to be where  ‮ she makes noise to be where

there should be nothing to see;  ‮  there should be nothing to see;

she makes patterns in deep water ‮ she makes patterns in deep water

from which nothing emerges  ‮ from which nothing emerges

clearly; she trips me, tricks  ‮ clearly; she trips me, tricks

me, traps me, tracks  ‮ me traps me, tracks

me, I try to out  ‮ me, I try to out

run her, out  ‮ run her, out

fox her, out  ‮ fox her, out

wit her, sweat her  ‮ wit her, sweat her

out. But when I step out  ‮ out. But when I step out

of the shower, I am afraid to wipe the steam from the cold, damp mirror.

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing (Upper Room Books, 2020). She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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