Frozen Childhood
Holding her own hand
In the place they had lived
Memories blown back against her skin
She didn't want it to crumble,
to tumble down
Oversize stuffed owl
Hollow clapping, a game they used to play
Walk faster to escape the ordeal
Can she come away whole?
She couldn't find her way by night
Highest hopes and horrors
Disquiet spirit.
Laura Law
February 15, 1989