Voices of A Family

Nights left alone, whispered screams reaching through walls to young ears. Mother, eyes glued to screens, body morphed to cushion. A sharp tongue cuts at the little voice tugging on soft sleeves. Father, beer cans, whiskey bottles white knuckled. Cigarette in one corner, joint in the other. Ravings of madman answer the little voice atContinue reading “Voices of A Family”