The Game of Non Existence

Did you ever play at non-existence?

My brother and I taught ourselves to play the game
no one else would’ve shown two kids:

how to lean forward under the counter,
under our mother’s billowing apron

and imagine a darker shadow,
a more complete darkness rising

before and after the small spheres of light
we knew our lives were. And then, with a little effort,

I could, for a single breath,
almost taste it, what it would mean

to not be anywhere, to never have been.
Darkness filled the space

and left its pale fingerprint on my heart.

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