Get Behind Me Satan

Did I tell you about the time

when I was making cereal

(that is, combining cereal and milk in a bowl 

in the appropriate order 

for coolness and freshness.)

When I noticed how loud the TV was 

in the office. 

I noticed I could hear TV people talking.

Then Alice was behind me.

Or at least it looked like Alice. She was a brunet. 

She was behind me.

She said, "LILLY!"

I screamed and threw my Honey Nut Cheerios into the air.

Cheerios went everywhere. 

I had to get out the dustpan when I'd recovered. 

Sweep up the cheerios.

Do you ever think,

when you're washing your face

and your head is down in the sink,

that when your head is upright again

there's going to be someone

            Something 

in the mirror behind you?

Late August Lights

I don't know how to write these anymore.

I want to write fiction-sounding real horror stories but how can I fictionalize shit that's really going on? 

I was at my mothers house last night and the lighting was all funky. I had to change a light bulb and point it at the wall so this sickly green light bathed our faces. Then I brought in a tall, three legged lamp and stood it in the corner. The outlet I used was funky and the lamp had a rough time getting into my room. 

So we're sitting in my room.

Three of us. The light starts to flicker. 

I say, "Lights always flicker around me."

They say, "Huh."

I take a puff of my cigarette and move to pass it to my friend.

The light shuts off.

I reach behind me to the wall and flip on the light switch. 

A friend of mine stands up to adjust the light bulb-- see if that makes a difference. He's reaching for the lamp when suddenly

the light comes back on.

Shining solidly and bright. 

In the dark

Juan says, "Did that really just happen?"

In the dark I say, "Lukas can you fix the light please? I'll turn on the overhead."

LIGHT

That was creepy. 

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