Fear I had a strange conversation with a ghost of sorts In another life we planned to have a daughter and in this one he had her without me I had dreams that I never told anyone, of meeting her and being with her And dreams, more recently, of speaking to him My friend had dreams of him too, she's less ashamed of superstition She said I should talk to him and see what it means It led to our conversation He said he sometimes wished I could be part of his daughter's life And I cried It felt like this unholy validation of something That I can't explain Some people take comfort in these things And I'm not one of them |