Somewhere

A plague of midges blankets the sun.

Windows completely black.

Steep steep bank

Running for our lives.

Three little ones, steps and stairs.

Somewhere, my granny gets off a bus

and looks for me.

Washing dishes in the diner

and listening to the cranks.

Somewhere my granny is waiting for me.

The cat can feed itself.

No food. Plenty of food.

Somewhere.

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