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in dark
some thing
moves some

thing moves
in dark
hard

lumps
are in
my hair

some thing
black rushing
sound

like air
hard lumps
are in

my hair
in dark
the air

is thick
with
crawling

things
they
scrawl

across my
skin
crack

like
shattered
porcelain

they
will not
stop they

will not
stop
they will

not stop
until
I wake



Ewan is a Glasgow-based theatre-maker, writer, and teacher. He writes plays, poetry, and fiction. Recent works for the stage include The Bacchae and Achilles, both nominated for the Scottish Theatre Award. His writing has been published in Gutter, Frigg, and Carmina. Bluesky @ewandownie.com | Instagram @ewandownie
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