Poetry by Linda M. Crate

the thinning veil
of all hallow’s eve
is here,

the monsters are
coming
ready-or-not;

candy, masks, masquerades;
but also vampires, werewolves,
and shapeshifters:
oh my!

not to mention the goblins,
the swamp things,
banshees ready to wail,
and all the things
without names
ready to come out and lurk
in the dark recesses
of nature and your mind—

happy haunting from every
ghost and ghoul!
-linda m. crate