Doorways

This morning I woke up and pretended to be asleep

My grandmother screamed out for help, that the door was left open.

My sister woke near the same time I did, she says she dreamt of opening a door.

I didn't sleep well last night, I hardly remember now but through my notes I know I wrote till 4 AM.

I wrote of Joan D'arc and a beast of a roiling body with the face of a greyhound and eyes of a cat.

On the fire it spoke to her and it said:

"To tear at the skin of this world and lay all its sins to bare so that it may see them, that is your purpose Girl, now go."

And of the fire it made a doorway.

There are Cookies now, all is well.