hallow e’en
whispery wind
full harvest moon
candle-lit
carved pumpkins
small witches
wee clowns
winged fairies
pass down the street
vigilant parents
check the candies
are they wrapped
old woman
with candied apples
must be fifty on that tray
she smiles in welcome
but is her smile suspicious
one tooth is missing
drab black dress
straggly hair
dry fluttering nervous hands
hand out apples
momma wags her finger
move along
maybe razor blades
batman and cinderella
crestfallen faces
old lady shudders
mutters
what a witch
that mother is
likely sucks up bad media
old lady shouts
“candied apples, home- made
come and get ‘em.”
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