For My Sister

It wasn’t her imagination
The demons in the dark
The shadows of her childhood
Visions of tentacled monsters

I was hiding in the closet

She didn’t dream the silence
Of her rabid screams
Her hair standing on end
The lashes of authority

I was hiding in the corner

It wasn’t just a nightmare
Making up the boogie man
The smashing of her soul
The drowning of reality

I was hiding in my silence
afraid to save her

It was buried in my silence

Mary Ellen George is a Fayetteville Arkansas native of 53 years and enjoys writing and spending time with her family and grandchildren. She has 10 and is quite proud of them.

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