Tiny blue crystals were everywhere:
\nin the sand, on the rug, even in the tub,
\nminute, translucent, thin as fingernails.
\nWe thought that we should clean up.
\nBut this was not our fault.
\nThere were too many, and increasingly
\nmore the more you looked.
\nAnd they moved, sliding away from touch,
\neven popping airward like dandelion puffs.
\nThey formed indecipherable patterns
\non the walls; and at the mere thought
\nof vacuum, broom or mop, they multiplied.
\nIt quickly turned from fun to frightening.
\nWhen we went to the authorities,
\nthey said we’d trespassed in a forbidden zone,
\nbut would not be prosecuted if we left quickly
\nand forgot what we had seen. Tell anyone,
\nand you will be forever haunted, they said.
\nJust go now, they warned, And burn your clothes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"