Witching Moon

by Poppy Woods

A large gathering of people is called a nope.

Ham, cheese, mayo, mustard, and the tiniest bit of hot sauce . . . it’s the best sandwich ever,

“Mad face, mad face, knife emoji, question mark, question mark, exclamation point.”

“Well, it definitely looks like an evil lair.”

“Stupefaciunt!”

There were so many better options out there. Like not being evil cunts.