Alec Solomita’s fiction has appeared in the Southwest Review, The Mississippi Review, Southword Journal, and Heart of Flesh Literary Journal, among other publications. He was shortlisted by the Bridport Prize and Southword Journal, and named a finalist by the Noctua Review. His poetry has appeared in Algebra of Owls, The Lake, The Galway Review, Panoplyzine, The Blue Nib, and elsewhere. His chapbook, “Do Not Forsake Me,” was published by Finishing Line Press in October of 2017, and is still available on Amazon. He lives in Massachusetts, USA.
In The Deep
In the deep of the deep of the deep of the deep,
naked and old in the deep den of sleep
you’re not let alone, alone as you are.
Terrors assail the naked and weak
in the deepest of burrows, the burrow of sleep.
Then dragged from the mire to the relative ease
of a bed, a cry, the familiar disease,
you’re only aware
now that what was a dream
wasn’t a dream but a dreamy guise
of the deep of the deep of the deep (reprise).
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