covered in white (bedsheets)
black (witch’s hat)
walk through the autumnal atmosphere
in hopes of gaining calories and smiles.
These three trick-or-treaters
of all different shapes, heights, and intention,
bend down boulevards (Logan)
pausing only to catch up to each other.
Our three trick-or-treaters
bind to each other like valence (electrons)
even at dark hours and with
cumbersome feelings and costumes.
The three trick-or-treaters
marked in cottons (ghost)
head to a house, warmed by patience,
to divide sucrose and part ways.