Before the Dark by Micheline Maylor Its penciled pages a Rosetta stone a daughter forgets her diary. Home from school today the little book calls to me. Holds the language of the other. On the cover, Sun breaks the spell: A mother must set herself beyond desire for secrets, beyond the thrill of necessary gravity between them, like planets. Sun must slink darkward before the clock tells a story that begins with the words, a mother has betrayed her child, her lock.
Its penciled pages a Rosetta stone a daughter forgets her diary. Home from school today the little book calls to me. Holds the language of the other. On the cover, Sun breaks the spell: A mother must set herself beyond desire for secrets, beyond the thrill of necessary gravity between them, like planets. Sun must slink darkward before the clock tells a story that begins with the words, a mother has betrayed her child, her lock.
