The Monster on Washington Street

I saw a monster

on my way home from work yesterday.

It was standing by the boarded up pizza place

with it’s hands buried in it’s pockets

I tried to not look at it

as I walked by

I tried to pretend it wasn’t there

but that was a lie

and we both knew it.

 

” Want some pizza? ” it said.

I didn’t shake my head, I didn’t slow down, I just kept walking.

” I can get you some pizza, if you want it. ”

I was almost past  the monster just a few more steps and I would never see it again

Just keep going, I told myself.

 

” Hey Anita, want some pizza? ”

It knew my name.

The hairs on my neck stood up, my spine stiffened.

My lip curled above my teeth.

” Come back here. I’ll get you some pizza and then I’ll snap your neck. Got that? I’ll get you some pizza and then I’ll-”

I stopped. I turned around. It had threatened to snap my neck.

My neck

 

The monster looked at me.

The hairs on it’s neck stood up, it’s spine stiffened, it’s lip curled over it’s teeth.

” Get away from me. ” It said. ” Get away from me.”

I pulled my hand out of my pocket and as I did I flexed my fingers and one by one  my long sharp razor claws broke to the surface.

” I can get my own pizza. ” I said as I drove my thumbnails into each of  the monster’s eyes. ” I can get my own damn pizza. ”

 

There’s a monster on Washington Street, its turns the same corner everyday.

Stay away from  it.

Don’t talk it, don’t bother it.

Just let it walk on by.

And whatever you do, if you are going to offer it pizza- you better not be playing around.

 

Wake Me Up

Word of The Day Challenge: ENDING

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According to the calender, 2020 ends in three more days.

For me, it ended back in March.

I was put on standby at work for a month, I put myself into quarantine- and there was no cheating or playing around. I didn’t go shopping, I didn’t visit my friends or family.

It would be foolish to assume that those relationships have not withered on the vine.

I haven’t been to a museum or to the symphony or out to listen to music in  almost a year because when the word got around in February that Covid-19 was nothing to fool with I actually stopped going to large gatherings back then.

My year ended in March of 2020.

I’m waiting for the clock to start ticking again, for the dates on the calender to makes some sort of sense.

I’m waiting for this Non- Year to end.