it'll be a scream
by Linda M. Crate
all hallow's eve
swimming with memories
i remember the key necklace
once worn
in your company,
but you didn't know enough
to unlock me;
so you kissed me instead—
you told me i didn't have a temper
in efforts to control me,
but i am not someone who can be tamed;
wild and fierce as the wind i will
sing in any way that is mine
you can no longer silence
me—
you buried me in cold, damp earth
but i broke free from the prison that was
your nightmare;
i shed your darkness like snakeskin
but this hallow's eve will be a scream because
i've sent all the haunting to return to sender.
-linda m. crate
About Linda
Linda M. Crate's poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. She has six published chapbooks A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press - June 2013), Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon - January 2014), If Tomorrow Never Comes (Scars Publications, August 2016), My Wings Were Made to Fly (Flutter Press, September 2017), splintered with terror (Scars Publications, January 2018), more than bone music (Clare Songbirds Publishing, March 2019), and one micro-chapbook Heaven Instead (Origami Poems Project, May 2018). She is also the author of the novel Phoenix Tears (Czykmate Books, June 2018).