One Night

Eerie

Our neighborhood doesn’t get any Trick or Treaters anymore.

We haven’t had visits from ghosts or vampires or werewolves or mummies or a single witch for years.

Kids go to the Mall or to festivals. The houses around the Festivals get a lot of Trick or Treaters- but no the rest of us.

We all just sit around and eat candy that no one collects and we don’t even bother to carve pumpkins anymore.

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On my way home from the movies, I asked Luis:

” Don’t you think it’s strange not to see a single Devil or Pirate or toilet paper streaming down from a tree or two?”

He said  it did seem odd.

” I think it’s depressing. Not a single costumed monster or little kids dressed up like food or candy.”

I searched through my purse and found my mints. Mints calm me when I start to feel stressed.

” One night, one night where anyone can be anything they want and be rewarded for it. I despair for humanity.”

Luis said he saw my point.

” I love Halloween so. ” I said and then I popped another mint and rolled the window down and let the crisp night chill my bones a little.

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When we got home our street was pumpkinless, decoration free, there wasn’t a ghoul or a zombie or a hippie to be seen.

” I guess that’s it for tonight. What a bust. Guess we can turn in for the evening.” I pouted.

” We could still go out, ” Luis said touching my cheek which began to grow wider as my jaw grew heavier and fine silver whisps of fur began to spread from my forehead down my throat to my widening rib cage.

” I’d stick out like a sore thumb. One night. I used to have one night o go out and be like everybody else. People suck. I hope they all get brain rot from their cellphones.”

I got out of our car and slammed the car door shut,  and  then I dropped to my knees and fell forward.

I let out a howl.

Then I sadly trailed up the walk to our door,  dragging my tail behind me.

Halloween Is Fun at SLF

I have this cauldron  at my workstation in my warehouse-

Halloween Treats For My Co-Workers!

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I know I  am such a giver….however

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Sorry Guys,

The PEZ are for display purposes only and by the time you get to work the  PEZ candy will be gone and the Pez Dispensers will be under lock and key.

Can’t have a treat without a trick.

AMM

Ode To A Raven

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There was a knock upon my door

it woke me from my sleep

I didn’t reach for a light

I couldn’t even breathe.

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It shouldn’t have been

there

no one should be at my door

all I wanted to do was sleep

But there was a knock upon my door

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” Is anyone there? “

a voice echoed  from the dark

” Answer me, are you there?”

And then it knocked again

louder then before

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So I crept to my door and I pushed it open

” What do you want?” I demanded

as my door swung open wide

and a horrible white light burned into

my long shut sleeping eyes…

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And a voice called from beyond the brightness:

What the hell is that? For God sake shut it, shut that coffin lid NOW!

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JNW’S Halloween Challenge: Knock Knock

Momento Mori

People are doing all sorts of wonderful, unique and creative ways to honor and remember their dead.

It’s a way to tell a story and in telling that story we hope to have that person live on- and they do.

But the story teller does that too.

 

I was at a cemetery, taking  in the atmosphere, snapping pictures, learning stories when I saw this bench and the blue container behind it:

Photo: A.M. Moscoo

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

So I took the lid off and looked inside:

Photo A.M. Moscoo

Photo A.M. Moscoso

I couldn’t tell you what was in there exactly, all of it was fragile and on the verge of falling apart so I didn’t touch any of it.

But their story was in there,  I just didn’t have the heart to dig for it.

It wasn’t a wasted story.

The is also a story was about the person who left these things here, they had a story to tell something they wanted to share.

And when I look over these pictures I can see it, and waiting for it to come together has a taste that all writers know.

JNW’S Halloween Challenge: Graveyard

Song Of The Kappa

Photo: NASA

Photo: NASA

Daily Prompt: Bridge

 

Want to take a walk

with me

to the bridge

to the rail

look up

see  the stars above?

 

Keep looking up

don’t look down

don’t look down

you’re not falling

you’re flying

 

With Me.

up to the stars

beyond the moon

breathe the air

cool as water

 

You’re not drowning

you’re flying

open your eyes

drink the air

soft as a feather

as heavy as the night

 

falling around us.

Closing around us.

We are not drowning

We are flying.

Flying off of the bridge.

 

*Kappa ( Japanese folklore)

Undead Humour

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My Friend Cle sent me these- because it’s Halloween and she’s awesome and we can make jokes about Uranus on Facebook all day long and it never gets old:

For my friend…. because I know it is almost your favourite time of year….
One day I’ll trick or treat with you !

What do you call a monster with no neck?
The Lost Neck Monster.

Demons are a ghoul’s best friend.

Do zombies eat popcorn with their fingers? No, they eat the fingers separately.

Why did the witches’ team lose the baseball game? Their bats flew away.

What kind of streets do zombies like the best? Dead ends.

Who did Frankenstein take to the prom? His ghoul friend.

What do you call two spiders that just got married? Newlywebbed

Who are some of the werewolves cousins? The whatwolves, the whowolves, and the whenwolves.

Why do mummies have so much trouble keeping friends? They’re too wrapped up in themselves.

Why did the ghost go into the bar? For the boos.

What happens when a ghost gets lost in the fog? He is mist.

Who won the skeleton beauty contest? No body.

What do you do when 50 zombies surround your house ? Hope that it’s Halloween.

e sent me these- because it’s Halloween and she’s awesome and we can make jokes about Uranus on Facebook all day long and it never gets old:

Aunt Domino’s Sewing Room

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” Tia, do you know the story about the Gates to Hell, you know, the real story. Not one of those made up ones.”

Harley’s Aunt Domino was sitting in a chair in her sewing room, working on one of her needlepoint projects.

” Go ask you Uncle. ”

” But he told me to ask you- he said you’re the one that traveled all over the world back in the day. He said you’d know. Come on Tia, I really want a good story to tell at the Halloween Party tonight. And thank you Tia for letting me have it here. You’re the best. ”

”  You’re welcome Sweetness.  Now. I’ve seen some strange things. Did I tell you I’ve seen a witch making a deal with the devil and ghosts drowning at Sea- forever poor things-  and I watched a dead woman wind her way down a tree like a snake? Oh wait, I’ve seen that at least three times. Those post mortem possessions are a dime a dozen. Never mind.

” But no Gate to Hell?”

Domino put her needlepoint down and reached for her Niece’s hand. ” I’m sorry sweetness. No. I’ve never been to one or seen one. But I do have a nice collection of shrunken heads you can use at your party. How’s about that?”

Harley’s disappointment fell away from her face, ” Did you make them yourself?”

” I certainly did. But you might want to leave that part out. Be careful with them though. You know what happens when the stitches come loose from their mouths. ”

” Yes Tia, I know.”

” Good girl. Now take care of them, they’re my treasures you know.”

” I will.” Harley happily sprinted out of the room and Domino called after her, ” Harley. Harley come back here. Shut that door now. ”

” Sorry Tia.”

” It’s okay, ” Domino picked her needlepoint back up. ” Wouldn’t want somebody wandering in here by accident. They’d have a devil of a time trying to get away from  your Tia once they come through that door,  wouldn’t they?”

Domino smiled down into her needlepoint hoop and Harley’s face lit up like a Jack -O-Lantern.

” You’re the best Tia ” Harley cried as she ran out of the room and pulled the door closed behind her.

” Yes. ” Domino said, “Yes I am.”

JNW’S HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE: Gate