Written by: Zaida Ruiz

Don’t hang your halo here
It isn’t safe
It will go dark
It won’t glow anymore
It won’t survive
I have become
The hungry destroyer
Af the light
So that we can all gallop
Into dreams
On Trojan horses
Through an illuminated path
Made by the large and ghastly
Demon-like moon
That so grudgingly
Assists us silently
Through the night 
The the other side of morning