Your Animal Side by Angela Kay
I hear everyone has an animal side.
What is yours?
What is mine?
No one can really know for sure.
Could it be repulsive in the dark, silent night?
Save me from this frightening thought.
I saw a creature enter my room last night.
Could it be what I think?
This is not a story because I saw it.
As horrifying as it is, I believe I saw your animal side.
It’s not ordinary.
Do you want to know what it is?
I saw a big shadow on the wall.
The eyes were blood red in the mirror.
I saw gruesome fangs.
The creature howled at the round moon
And tore into my soft, clean flesh.
I fought back, teeth sharp and hungry
Our animal side has gotten the better of us.
Written by Kevin Morris
Walking through the churchyard on Halloween.
A peaceful scene
With only my dog and the dead
(the latter inspire no dread),
To provide company as I stroll home
Alone?
A russle in the bushes.
My heart rushes,
It’s irregular beat
Out of time with my feet.
I would be a fool
To conjure up some ghoul
Would I not?
Yet this is a graveyard plot …
My pace quickens
As the darkness thickens.
Soon
The moon
Will disappear.
My home is near.
Why this fear
Of shadows of the mind?
I can find
No logical reason
For my brain’s treason.
It is our own kind
Not the rotten dead
That should ingender dread
In the rational man’s head.
With all that said
I long to be alone
In my brightly lit home …
