By Silas Featherstone
It was on Halloween she looked me in the eyes
And told me nothing new
Of her transformation
As if to say I am human
And it cannot be believed
And the very next day she awoke from my bed
With the eyes of a fairy
And the claws of a cat
And she acted like a woman
As she did not speak a word
Her hair draped down as she pinned it up
But in this new form she was no different
As she stalked around the flat
And I wish she would come back.
Featured Image – Inga Seliverstova