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Mischief on Hallow's Eve

written by: ReBecca DeFazio



We’re not afraid of the dark, of ghosts or goblins.
We run through the woods; hallow’s eve greeting us
with fog and whispering winds. You call me black cat
and make jokes about how all my ancestors were
probably witches. You don’t believe in superstitions
but you agree to throw salt over your shoulder for me.
Once far enough inside the trees; you come to me
on your knees and say trick or treat.

ReBecca DeFazio

ReBecca DeFazio

Poet and writer with an attitude problem. If missing, usually found at Starbucks. Also, vegan, wife, mother (bio and adoptive).
I've been writing poetry and fiction since I was a little girl, and, now that I'm all grown up, I try to use writing to cope with my anxiety and general life stress. My mission is to share open and honest poetry that is inclusive and helps spread awareness on topics that deserve more time in the light of day such as mental health, self-care, and the hardships that go along with being a mother, wife, and female in this world.
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Halloween Haiku, micropoetry by Vincent O'Connor at Spillwords.com
Halloween Haiku

Halloween Haiku written by: Vincent O'Connor @Vince_Writes   neighborhood children patiently wait at Death's door to shout "trick or treat!"