The Monster Weekly

There is a kind of monster
That we rarely identify as a monster.
A monster that is so everyday
That we sometimes forget it’s a monster at all.

The mouse.

Small in comparison to most monsters–
With poppyseed eyes,
Patchy fur,
And a pointed tail–
The mouse can creep into your home,
Into your pantry,
Into your bag of tortilla chips,
And wait.

Confident that his victim,
Regardless of size, age, or gender,
Will experience some level of shock,
Some form of surprise,
And more often than not
There will be an…

“AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”