you just don't understand
it was the best block you could grow up on
when twilight came on the night of halloween
there was something special
an excitement
the way our house was lit
there was an eerieness to the whole thing
and the beautiful night
with voices of kids and their parents
girls screaming in the distance
orange and purple lights glowing down the street
your heart beat faster
i'll never forget:
the year my mom was a witch
the year she made us crayon costumes
kathy carr giving us cupcakes instead of candy
the house on the corner whose garage was so scary...we always went to it last
the night at alex's when the power went out on the entire block
dumping 3 pillowcases full of candy on the floor
the party at the diaz's
roxanne's strobe lit back yard
my dimly lit house at night
go around the neighborhood...switch masks...go again...repeat
all these things fueled my love for halloween....the sights and sounds...the beauty of the night sky...the eerieness of dark streets....the entire neighborhood out and about...walking...chatting...connecting...it makes me wanna take a dump right now
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