2 November 2012
I think it's quite nice when I'm not the only one in a mask. I like that tonight I'm not the only one pretending. Lying. I like that tonight I can be whatever I choose, not who society paints me to be. I can paste on my pretend smile and generate some laughter that sounds convincing and I won't feel bad for faking it. Tonight everyone is playing make believe. Everywhere. Kids and grown ups and everything in between- all dressed up. Dressed down. Disguises. Everyone flaunting plastic pumpkin pails and pillowcases, demanding sweets from strangers. I'll greet them at the door, skeleton mask painted on. Two treats for each of you- three if I love your apparel. And a wicked smile makes the little children hesitant to come up to the porch. "I don't bite," I'll whisper. "I'm one of the kind monsters," and the evil tone makes them run. Candy for the brave. Candy for them all. Treats and not tricks. Tonight I smile my morbid bony smile and relish every moment. When I can be terrifying and no one will see me as out of place. Be mean, be tender, be funny, cocky, fierce. Anything passes for normal tonight. Everything is accepted under the glow of the moon. I am not who I usually am. Tonight there are no consequences.
Mask • Opuss № I