maelynslavik

every day my friend asks me

how many days.

every day my answer shrinks

and we shudder

willing ourselves to believe in light and truth and good

but can't help whispering

I miss Halloween

Not because it changed

But I did

I miss going with my parents and my brother

And stuffing my face with candy

I miss meticulously planning out a costume

When I was little, my brother and I would dress up and go Trick-or-Treating. 

I would change my costume a hundred times because I couldn't pick one.