October Donna J. Gelagotis Lee Month of color, Death disguised. The earth’s turn, Awkward, for One’s eyetooth Is candy now And sugar is Multicolored. October is a hair Dresser’s nightmare. The witch warms up To winter, bones her Broom to bristle Quick, stirs her pot Of munchkins so That it steams. October is a fog In your mirror With a ghost’s eye. Seems October will Remind you of decay Anyway, though you Make fun of it. Put A candle in […] Continue Reading
