Halloween is my favorite holiday, it requires nothing of us—except imagination. And the ability to enjoy candy and apples. Also pumpkins. Also, the scary things aren’t really scary. Everything is a false fear. Thrill up the spine. Surprise of ghosts on the street, vampire teeth. Wax lips and fake blood. I like it when we parade all our fears and all our ugly out into public. It’s kind of like being a poet.
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