Continuing with a poem a day in April.  Today the prompt was “parallel.”

Deep under the blanket
Flashlight on
Pages turn
Late into the night
Taking me to distant
Worlds.
Taking me to parallel
Civilizations.
Lived on the roofs
Of Oxford, 
Taking me to
Fantastic places
Accessed through
Wardrobes,
Looking glasses,
Rabbit's holes,
Round tables or
A stone slab.
Perhaps by a ring,
A Dragon's egg.
Maybe through a
Celtic Ruin or
Magical sword.
This is the world,
The parallel world 
I live in,
Always have,
Since I was
A little girl,
Under the blanket
With a flashlight,
Always will.