The shallow, disk-shaped cup toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. A dark brown chocolatey coating with an irregular, toothed edge. A smooth and creamy, light brown center! I have thee not, yet I see thee still. Mine eyes are made fools as All Hallows Eve approacheth and witchcraft celebrates Galiella rufa’s offerings. Art thou a peanut butter cup of the mind, a false creation haunting the forest like a delicious ghost?

10.19.20