hallow haunting

being a biologist working in the chemistry building is weird because everyone knows me on sight and will say that they’ve defs seen me around, but no one knows who i am or who i work for, and people in my own lab don’t know i’m not in the chemistry department and get very confused when i talk about things like committee meetings, but on the other hand, none of the biologists not in my direct cohort know i’m a biologist and get confused when i show up to like, department events, so i’m basically just an unknowable science cryptid haunting the hallowed halls of higher learning with my ice bucket


The creak of floor boards
Or a shriek from below
The candlelight flickers
But the wind will not blow

The pumpkins smile artfully,
Hours of precise carving
They’re in on a secret;
The vampires are starving

The gravestones are cracked
With dates from long ago
The red leaves rustle through
Casting shadows in the moons glow

The skeletons have begun
Their annual graveyard ball
I think you know the song
That’s the spookiest of all

It’s H-H-H-H-Halloween
And the witches are flying
The werewolves are howling
And the children are prowling.


trick or treat
smells sweet.

caramel and
apples and
kettle corn

fake brains
made out of
some noodles

fake eyeballs
made out of
frozen grapes

fake ghosts
made out of
white sheets

fake screams
sound from
fake haunted

houses and
fake scared
young kids.

is just so
very fake.

it’s all just
some ole’
hocus pocus.