Nostalgia

I lie awake at midnight
listening to the song of crickets,
and to the rambling of my thoughts,
my bedsheets stick to my body,
as I am stifled by the heat.
I get up and pace across the [+]

There’s a creaking in the House.
CREAK CREAK
You go to check the back door. The screen door is closed. Practically untouched.
There’s a creaking in the House
CREAK CREAK
You go to check [+]