Saturday, September 15, 2012

~ 420 & Main


I hated that old house
with its dirt basement
full of unseen creatures
invisible sticky webs strung
across black and greasy old
railroad ties that held
the whole pathetic thing up
and called to me to swing from
a rope around my neck in the
darkness. The night I went
down those dark narrow tunnel
stairs to face my fears
I found kittens.




~Sabrina



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