Silence A blessing or a curse? Has daddy finally gone to bed With his reeking breath and angry eyes Or is he out there waiting Wanting me to move Another excuse to hit me A beating I enticed My stomach grumbles loudly When was the last time I ate?? Do I dare to risk it Is food really all that important? A second growl is rousing Me up from the bed Maybe if I'm quiet He'll never now I 've gone Down the stairs Skip the sque...

An old man sat in the back of a decrepit yellow taxi. The driver, a young east Indian man, chattered aimlessly over the staticky radio that was forcing out a garbled version of what the old man could only assume was 80's rock. The young driver needed only short replies thrown in randomly to prompt him to keep talking so the old man was content. Rain from the heavens above poured down in sheets, causing ribbons of water to...