Illustration by Vaigh
I choose the most lit and safest home tonight; I crave the challenge. Costumed princesses and hobos bobbing for apples while parents check for unwrapped candy; I study their fears. Their quivering lips and racing hearts belong to me ‘til dawn. Childish illusions amuse me, knowing their tears and whimpers aren’t far off. They’ll not forget me… my return will always see to it.