I must leave a trail,
an escape,
a way back to safety.
Just like
Hansel and Gretel,
I will leave a trail of crumbs.
Still, they were caught by the witch.
Their trail did not work.
Safety did not exist.
I know that witches are not real.
But monsters are.
In human form.
Upstanding in their communities,
family men,
with integrity.
HA!!
Is it irony,
or a crazy stretch of my mind,
as I think about crumbs,
that I remember
this fairy tale
of Hansel and Gretel?
Or that it takes me back,
to the woods behind his house,
where he could steal me away
for a walk;
where monsters did exist,
and innocence was destroyed.
After dinner,
while the rest of the family gathered,
waiting for us to return.
For me,
just like Hansel and Gretel,
there was no trail,
no crumbs to lead me to safety.
In the woods,
I was at the mercy of the monster.
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