Smiles lined the
faces of my friends
But his skin
was the color
of the sticky green
jolly rancher
I found weeks later
under my bed
His nose the color
of the blood
I imagined dripping
from my veins
His laughter
would pierce
my nightmares
for years to come
One kid’s euphoria
is another kid’s
creepy-ass clown
9 Apr 2020
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