The In Between Place

We found a place
that was ours
in between gardens
and borders

We wriggled through
the sparse trunks
of old hedges
into the in between place

We hid there
when there were monsters
or younger brothers
trying to catch us

We gathered treasures
in an old biscuit tin
and buried it
in shallow dirt

We made blood pacts
and plans to run away
and potions and spells
until the hedges grew thicker -

and we grew taller
and we couldn't fit
in the in between place
anymore.