In the Dark

In the Dark Agabigah. It was a word, my friend explained, known only to her and her siblings. It didn’t even quite have a meaning. It was something that you said in the dark, to find out if anyone else was awake. Agabigah. The tiniest of flares sent up to find out whether you were quite as alone as you felt. A shortwave signal pushed out in search of a receiver. The wave of an invisible hand. Agabigah. It is so dark and quiet. I can’t see you, can’t touch you. It is possible that, nonetheless, you are still there. --Lynn Ungar 3-14-20