on the grass
in an open field
and watched as the sun faded
and the clouds turned orange
and the full moon cast a dim luminescence.
Three little lights blinked on and off above them;
dipping and dodging in slow circles.
“I’ve heard insects are seeking the moon,”
“but the moon is really just a guide
helping them to find each other.”
About the Creator
I'm Jeff Carter; I wanted a unique & personal pen name. Writing offers an opportunity to create and heal. These stories in the bizarre, horror, and magic realism help inspire me to move forward with novel writing. Thank you for reading.