every Halloween I anticipated the
night, playing with the Midwest police, lured first
by
the promise of open countryside, time, oh, my
best friend on tv just found the gun, now you
should
knock first before coming in here, just one time
I’d
like you to show me show me the thick black before
the lucky me, the one who first had helped me, grew
up in, just that one time, oh, I wrapped the egg to
show her the feline, my canine anatomy,
first projected onto a flat movie screen, this
time, new flesh, you’d better knock before coming
in
Holly
Day is a travel writing
instructor living in Minneapolis, Minnesota, with her husband and two children.
Her newest book is Walking Twin Cities (Wilderness Press, 2009).