Boogie Man

Even now I feel you beside me. Not as guide or

companion but a bi pedal parasite 

fashioned of eyes and fists. 

You rattle in the back of my


when  I call your name as caution.

While I have found alternative routes 

on my lucid twilight wanderings 


we'll cross paths

You pull me in with your flimsy limbs

then pull yourself up with my arms 

to stare at me with 

your watering eyes 

snotty and bloodshot  

you reek of molding branches 

rubber cement 

shit stain pennies 

your booming voice 

now a whisper 

dying behind my ears. 

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Kimolee Eryn is an artist and writer who believes in creating for a purpose beyond the purpose of creating. She believes that a life should be lived not just to sustain itself but to cultivate peace, love and growth in all adjacent beings and hopes to exemplify that in all she does.