Uneasy Silence.

Under the boards they could hear itnever stopping masked by their voice easing the nerves as they speakallowing the empty spaces to fillslowly their words stopped the knocking yelling as the knocking started again. Silence is what we askill that is what they areloudly tapping every time conversations stop noise cancels noise cancelling the despairContinue reading “Uneasy Silence.”

The boards up on the windows.

The sirens stoppedand the silence churned a deeper fear within her.It was quiet.The boards up on the windows and she thought do I take them down,is it worth the risk to know the truth? Arms gripped upon her waist,“it’s best to wait,” he said. “In here it is us,out there is another boarded up homeContinue reading “The boards up on the windows.”