Trick or Treat
Moldy sugar and weevily flour,
Some rancid butter at the Witching Hour.
Wriggly worms, spiders and flies,
Spooky cookies, a treater’s surprise.
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“Goddam it,” Rita O’Neill said as she let the curtains slide back into place.
What Am I?
We’re twins, you and I.
Self
The handwriting was not hers.
Deus Ex Machina
“Where’s my son?