By Laura Stec
Boo Home AloneUploaded: Oct 31, 2016
Lacking any group spooky, it’s turned out to be Halloween Monday at home.
No matter…time to blacken my ghoul-friend eyes, take out the cape and long black gloves, turn on Thriller, and dance to my sparkly reflection in the bedroom vista window. Slow and with soul. In honor of the souls I’ve loved who are dead and departed and who’s night is now.
Sometimes I get sick of food and cooking and culinary whatever.
Tonight is one of those nights.
Ghosts don’t eat anyways.