A Spanish lady, my roommate

Came with a murderous face and a human arm, dismembered

On a bloody tray and threw it in front of me.

Blood spilled over my feet.

The warmth of the blood seethed into my soul.

A chilling terror rushed up my spinal cord,

And I shivered, almost fainted.

Unable to imagine

How such an inextricably fair lady

Committed an unfair crime.

She said with raucous laughter,

Bringing me back to consciousness.

“Tulasi, it is fake. Today is Halloween.”

Note: From the collection “I Won’t Marry”

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