Day light

swallowed by the moon's desire

Casting shadows

Of ghouls that scamper across the walls

Hiding under beds

Waiting for children who refuse to go to sleep

We stand mute

against the screaming crowd

Voices becoming ever louder

We grow deaf to it

Ignoring the rising tide

Going on with our lives

Pretending this can't be

We are numb to it

Watch as they plea

As they are beat mercilessly

Turn and walk away

We can taste it

On our bittered tongue

As we swallow these vile pills

Waiting

For our turn

to be the screaming ones

"I'm sorry Ana, but I want out." The last thing he said to me. The divorce papers were there in his hands. His signature and an empty space for mine. My jaw hit the ground and my eyes were starting to burn. It felt like I had been struck under an oncoming wave. After eleven years of marriage he just wanted out. I didn't know if there was another person. Maybe it was his super ego chiming in. He had always been working day and night. We still made time for us and I could just let him leave me like this. We had bills to pay, a life ahead of us...a child on the way. I asked him if there was anything I could do to change his mind. He told me this before he left..

"Ana, see to it that our child has a good life."

As he walked away I could feel our baby kicking. I wonder If he/she knew what was going on. Probably not but it is good to assume that I'm not alone on wanting him to stay. I was completely and utterly alone. Weeks went by and I still hadn't heard from him. I wondered if he had just moved on already. I wanted to call/message him but my conscious stopped me. Maybe he will come back tomorrow, maybe.

It was a cold and

utterly bitter morning

without coffee

without smokes

without clean clothes

sixteen degrees down south

is killing our productivity

and not to mention our manners

it's not going to be cold for long

but your indecency is forever.

My sister and I played in our front yard one evening. It was a very interesting experience because at that time I didn't understand what went on. Though today I understand and am very certain that people are capable of doing the sickest things to get what they want. The details are veg but I remember my sister reacted quickly to the situation. We were alone outside. An old man, our neighbor, who we knew was very strange drove up to where we were playing while she was going to get the toy I kept throwing. He asked if we had seen his dog Princes. His daughter had a large dog named Princes. Her fur's very dark almost black but not quite and she had large grey paws. A very rough looking pup but we knew her. My sister shook her head and moved closer to me. I don't remember what she exactly said but I do know she was ready to get us inside. She gave me the look she gives today when things aren't going to go well. I think at that time I was five and she was eight years old. He began to ask again and my sister shook her head, picked me up and carried me to the backyard. A few moments later I looked through the neighbors yard with my sister to see Princes hooked onto her leash inside. It taught me to be aware of my surroundings. We weren't taught that in school yet but somehow my sister knew. I'm thankful that she didn't go with him or get to close to him. Teach kids to protect themselves not only against the people they don't know, but against the people they do know.