Powering through
When she started flying
in dreams, it was a supernatural
relief: she could escape
whatever difficult situation
she found herself in.
But the point of dreams
is to work through the hard
stuff, so power lines began
to show up when she launched
herself skyward.
Still she didn’t stop
flying, the possibility of electrocution
less terrifying than what awaited
her on the ground.
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While “she” keeps ascending, this poem hits readers in the gut. What, in waking hours, can be done to help her?