The Intruder

 

The Intruder

Life forever changed
the day the intruder
entered our house

I hid in a bottom drawer-
closed myself in-
and listened,
fell asleep 

I heard frantic voices
throngs of people 
in our house 
when I woke
a blinding flash of light
when the drawer opened

My aunt scream-cried
“She’s here!”

my mother rushed in
picked me up,
hugged me tight 
sobbing her relief

they called off the search
took me into the den
to prove I was alive –
   (for the moment) 

and there I spotted
the intruder 

all swaddled in a
blue blanket
in the arms of
MY grandmother 
like she was HIS.

The little brat. 

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