first-time-darkness

It was August 27, 1998, in my cramped apartment in Amery, staring out the bedroom window. I’d always loved the night. Lights twinkling like guardian angels. But that summer, something changed. A blackness crept in from the north. No stars. No moon. Just void. Swallowing the sky. Nights blurred. I’d watch from the balcony, cigarette…