Centreville by Lee Evans

Lee Evans | Dec 8th, 2020 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

CENTERVILLE

Seven pink flamingos,
one for each day of the week,
smirk at every passerby
commuting through your town.

Every Halloween they don,
(just for the “hello-ween” of it!),
those ghostly pillowcases cut
with holes for their painted eyes—

mimicking trick-or-treaters,
who wander on their candied ways
to doorsteps where their names are known,
despite their best disguise.

Poet Bio

Lee Evans lives in Bath, Maine and works for the local YMCA.

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