Not many humans,
even in the older days,
had her gift.

She could see in the dark,
see through shadows.
She knew the difference
between moonlight
and substance, between
the husk and what lay without,
or within.

Her one daughter was all bound
to seemings, the human form
of that sad affliction she married.
Almira might have healed him
but she had no time.
Once he had done the murder
there was nothing she could do.

She did well with the children.
Martha was ordinary,
but Evelyn–
Evelyn soon will comprehend.

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