Georgia Douglas Johnson, "Escape" (1925)
Hug me round
So that I shall not be found
By sorrow;
She pursues me
Everywhere,
I can't lose her
Anywhere.
Fold me in your black
Abyss.
She will never look
In this,--
Shadows, shadows,
Hug me round
In your solitude
Profound.
Pubsliehd in The Crisis, May 1925