playing, creeping, tiptoeing
ghosts in the graveyard
scaring themselves to death
screaming, spooky, squealing, shrieking
so much fun.
“while it’s cool to think ghosts exist, i don’t want to see one.”
how many minnows are in there?
what’s that thing?
is that place far away?
how many different colors are in there?
where did the sun go?
why is that bigger than my head?
who’s turn is it?
sittin’ on a dock on a bay…..
on glen lake up north in michigan