Leash Latch
Seal the shutter Stutter
Thoughts of attack
absent glow, under the door, may assuage?
Awkward juggler will not discover
Avert razorblade wordrage
baseboard quiver, getting nearer
Hysteria, on the verge.
Keep courage.
This house is clear, for years.
I love you, Fear.
Do not come here.
Keep the lights off.
He may see, even without eyes.
No one likes to be caught lurking.
It’s all a surprise,
Before sunrise
Happy Birthday!
Ssshhhfffffff shhhhuuuffffffffff
—the echo of his legs from all those years ago
Always a surprise when the knob doesn’t turn.
Remnants of return never occur when expected
Swift and low, cracks the bone
lightning jolts the body back to start.
slight movement
glance jump
bed to floor
hide your head.
Listen through the door
Ssshhhfffffff shhhhuuuffffffffff
—Closer
On the door step
This is homecoming; where he knots his fingers through the key holes of your spine
thorny lockpick specter fingertips
And
Pulls
Molly Q is a disabled Louisianian who is well acquainted with child/spousal/sexual abuse and slanderous derision towards females. Her degree in Visual Art and Psychology enables her to craft words in order to stir her reader.
