My childhood memories
Silent bird calls
Creaking houses
Noises from corners
She sits
Writing
On her notepad
Whirring of the fridge
Noises, coughs, beeps
From out the back
She pauses to hear
A door closing
Footsteps
Down the hall
Walking forward
Pausing
Not scary
Hiding looking
For hiding spots
The fridge makes a noise
The birds stop
Birds flying outside
Sunlight drifts in
A deep breath
Difficult day
Eyes glinting
In the morning
Hidden she is
From his glare
He cannot see her
Under the bed
She sits there listening
Waiting
Waiting for the footsteps
To wander on down the hall
Waiting
Scared
Nothing
Surreal
Shadecloth
Shadows
Fireplace
Creaking of the walls
Silence
Humming of the fridge
Tv off
Light across the wire
It continues past the door
Into the kitchen
Where there is no noise
I wait
Wait scared surreal
Springs under the mattress
Gazing outside
Seeing no escape
Hoping for escape
Nothing there
No one there
But him
Dogs barking
In the distance
As I remember
Sitting here
My childhood memories
