Bevery Rollwagen has published two collections of poetry: She Just Wants and Flying. Many of the poems in Flying draw from Rollwagen’s 18 years working as a stewardess. However, as summer turns to fall and we enter the month of October, I found myself drawn to this poem:
Here they come again, hollering
through the streets, only this year
the parents come dragging after
them, some of the dads holding
brown beer bottles. The tiny
kids trip up the steps, too scared
to make any sort of threat. The
big kids say it for them and hold
out their pillow cases and brown
bags leering in their lipstick and
hockey uniforms. There is always
one kid who grabs a handful instead
of just one or two of the little candy
bars. That’s the one I love. That’s
the one I wanted to be but couldn’t.
The Grateful Dead sang, Too much
of everything is just enough. Tonight
we are not dead but we are grateful,
so I say, go ahead and take as much as
you want. Take as much as you need.
- “Halloween” by Beverly Rollwagen, as it appears in her collection Flying, published by Nodin Press. Reprinted here with permission from the publisher.