Fantasy

I am the masked villain

Skulking around corners

Sneaking into dark alleyways

With malice in my heart

Kicking innocent pigeons out of my path

As I thread my way across

Courtyards

Their fluttery cries like dissonant music

To my ears.

Just kidding

It’s a surgical mask

I’m walking in the grocery store

Avoiding shopping carts.

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