Wednesday, October 31, 2007


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.