
there’s nothing like a cry
on a day to celebrate.
why?
because it kills the lie
creeping up inside
that anyone
ever celebrates
with me
anyway.
POET’S NOTE:
Part of The Mind’s Maze collection.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.

This Macabre Monday
Devilishly Dreadful
The Boy Detective; or,
The Crimes of the Collective
Monday, October 5, 2026
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.


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