Jack o' Lantern

By Sonja Nitschke


Two figures were on a road. Both were headless. One made of sticks pawed the ground with a twiggy hand.

"Sorry about the head, but you should have ran. I'm terrifying."

A trampled pumpkin grin mouthed silently. Slimy seeds covered the ground.

"So long."

Jack barely heard the horse clip clop away.

Pumpkin pieces trembled.