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Oct.30.2009
Softly cursing in the graveyard on 4th Behind the church, an old man picks up detritus, The Halloween revelers vanished Like the years, overnight. He harvests more Than sticks, cupped leaves that creep along the brick walk Like hands, but wrappers, cans. Let screaming teens Have their carefree...
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Oct.30.2009
The essence of childhood trudges through woods. Encumbered yet steadfast, she stumbles on bravely, resolutely scouting the darkness, encased within a ham, banging into trees. All children that ever were, she is. We ache for her and see ourselves and the best we can hope for is that our costumes...
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Oct.30.2009
I live a make-believe world. Even today as dreams crash I pick up shards and string them together imagining the red in my hands to be petals. Fresh petals in autumn. I do not know autumns. I do not know Halloween.
That year I was in an alien city where they knew. My friend’s children had carved...
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Oct.30.2009
One of my first workshop projects in graduate school was a short story about a character who crashed a Halloween party wearing a sheet. I was feeling nostalgic for New England and the red and yellow leaves of fall. The temperatures on October 31 in Fairbanks had reached fifty-below-zero. The kids...
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Oct.30.2009
Faith, myth, heritage, superstition and ethnic practices make up the intricate body of a religion. Scientific, objective, economic, socialistic, etc. do not suit here. Every religious practice is intimately known to the common people as a part of their tradition. Halloween is the evening before the...
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Oct.29.2009
Halloween, more than any other religious holiday, has become utterly secular, and it's not a recent phenomenon. It was a time to play dress up when I was a kid, and it still is today. Since I am incredibly old, thats saying something. It was originally meant to be a day to honor all the saints, so...
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Oct.29.2009
My father didn't like Halloween. What I mean is I think he actually hated Halloween. He couldn't help it. On his father's side were generations of no-nonsense Germans who regularly whipped their children. On his mother's side were the Puritans. His aversion was pre-destined.
Be that as it may, he...
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Oct.29.2009
Or so the headline may have blared ... had there been one, as my friends and I made our rounds that Halloween night. Replaying the long-ago evening through the nostalgic lens of my mind causes many such nights from disparate years to run together. The only other trick or treating foray which...
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Oct.29.2009
Because I live in Australia, traditionally we don't celebrate Halloween. On the other hand, I've never been one to follow tradition... or be very normal, for that matter. So this year, being the year that I graduate from a degree in Computer Game Design, I'm heading to Sydney to see an operetta,...
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Oct.29.2009
The graveyard was ablaze with flowers, full of music, and alive with people. Families gathered, smiling and hugging, laughing children ran and chased around the gravestones, and old people sat in lawn chairs on the faded grass. Most of the plots of earth were grown over but a couple had mounds of...
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