My grandma,
still alive,
tells stories of her life.

In some, she shouts;
in others, she laughs—
but always keeping
her eerie head,
with sharp, loose teeth.

My grandma brings me to bed
with haunting visions.
"Grandma, do you also see
the moving monster in the corner?"

Grandma chuckles, denying.

And years later,
my grandma’s voice howls through the night,
telling stories of her life.

For the dead te...

Warn, warn, warn! The living creatures have been seen again! Beware, they will eat your children’s lungs and legs and come over and eat you just as well!

They are giants, some 6-feet tall, others quite small, like us. They hide in broken houses and fill our air with poison. The living will be the end of us all!...