Tonight's Poet Corner: Change Of Plans
Change Of Plans by Belinda Roddie A pizza party instead of carving pumpkins? I can get behind, and tomorrow night, after we get our signature two trick-or-treaters, we'll watch the classics while our black cat son celebrates his arbitrary birthday. And my Jack-o-Lantern will smile, not knowing jack about the craziness of the world outside our suburban bubble. He will never know the taste of pizza, either, but I think he'll be at peace as he rots away.