Ghosts in the House
After I saw Mom kissing my Aunt on the mouth, I learned how to be careful. But there were snakes in my bed, ghosts hanging in the hall, booby traps in the cereal. The mirrors snickered at me. My Aunt liked me too much. She had grasshopper eyes and busy hands. Bath time was slippery Hide-N-Go-Seek and no fun at… Read more →