Reid@YWP

Things sound different at midnight, 

the dark is so much lighter, 

 the noises so much louder. 

Every creak causes a jump. 

There's a rope swing

all the way back in the woods.

I forgot it was there.

I took you there,

do you remember?

Yesterday we read quotes my mother kept from when my sister and I were little.

the road turns slow past the fields

stone crackles under the tires like a voice i forgot i missed

i lean forward in my seat holding my breath

because there you are

just past the trees

We didn't know the guy 

in the truck 

who's that guy? 

my sister asked, 

and I wondered if city people 

expected to know everyone 

they saw around town. 

Dear Mother, 

I have missed you these past few months. 

Where did you go? 

I see you standing there, torch held high, yet you do not answer my calls.