The archive. Two on this wall.
Filed by kind. The ones with a tag go home with you soon. The ones on plain brass tacks are mine.
Vampires
They never come out in photographs. These did.
Coming soonShe liked this one.
Coming soonKeep it out of direct moonlight.
No. I · a note
The rest would not sit still for the scissors.
A. M.
Witches & Occult
Some of these were mine. I will not say which.
Coming soonNow showing. Nowhere you know.
Coming soonPinned above the machine.
No. II · a note
One is missing. She knows what she did.
A. M.
Creatures
Fed after midnight. Mostly on paper.
Coming soonCut on a Tuesday. It was always Tuesday.
Coming soonPinned above the machine.
No. III · a note
Please do not tap on the glass. There is no glass.
A. M.
Ghosts & Bones
They were here before the wallpaper.
Coming soonCut on a Tuesday. It was always Tuesday.
Coming soonShe liked this one.
No. IV · a note
There was another one here. It left.
A. M.
Strange Collage
Three magazines. None of them printed yet.
Coming soonPinned above the machine.
Coming soonKeep it out of direct moonlight.
No. V · a note
Pasted at night. The glue is still deciding.
A. M.
Screams
The sound was turned down. It did not help.
Coming soonNow showing. Nowhere you know.
Coming soonShe liked this one.
No. VI · a note
Kept face down after dark. For the neighbours.
A. M.
Glamour Girls
Fitted by hand. The measurements were not theirs.
Coming soonThe stitches hold. They always hold.
Coming soonCut on a Tuesday. It was always Tuesday.
No. VII · a note
Every hem by hand. Nobody asked who wore them.
A. M.
The rest are still drying by the stove. Come back after dark.
