Priscilla Johnson
 Your dreams trick you into dark corners, away from dark cloaks of the unknown.

You never look for protection, you just run from fear planted inside of you by your mind.

You're right where she wants you, in the ring of light she projects from her iris skin.

Your dreams are not reality; they are just the opposite.

Her light allows you to ease the pain, the pain brought on by your fear.

One glance of her emerald eyes, you're trapped.

She’s burning holes through your mind without even blinking.

This is the time when you realize that your dreams were a lie.

-Marlee Jones

-Painting by Alice Neel