Halloween, Age 15

The full moon rose
like the Great Pumpkin
my little brother
went begging as a hobo

I bullied candy
snuck out to meet
some fellow teenage boys
under that same moon

High in the sky lighting
our swath of destruction
through the neighborhood
a late autumn tornado

I still revel in that glorious sight
of toilet papered trees in the moonlight

Bartholomew Barker

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