Saturday

She Hears Him



    


















She dreams
he scurries across the floor,
and through any nook or cranny,
disappears into the walls,
then she awakens to an empty crib
-- the house settles
-- the windows rattle.

All night
she hears him crying
behind the woodwork. 

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