A seasonal poem about our true ghosts and goblins—the things that eat us up!
Reap the Sowing
Unite, ghosts and goblins wake up and bring your mess forget the fires, dreadful ones follow the clicks—those candlesticks set out to light the dark welcome your likely presence All-hallows eve, one special night Step on up, make it righteous
What if, each year on Halloween, we made it a point to rectify at least one wrong—in our own mind, at least.
Done to us Done to them Write it down Work it out!