Three Poems by A.J. Huffman

 Night Owl


Spare me

the night.

It is far too heavy.

Or I am.

And something important,

I think,

is sinking beneath my feet.

It could be the sky.

If only I could find a way

to unplug the stars.




I am water.

You are air.

Like everything else that doesn’t match,

we divide.

To conquer the cause.

Building mountains and canyons,

like scars,

to cover our way.

Black Cat


Is it Halloween?

Or just your daily mask?

No matter.

I am too tired of both

to bother peeling

the answer away.

Here’s your quarter.

Be a good little boy.

Just take your treat

and go.


A.J. Huffman

A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida.  She has previously published her work in literary journals, in the U.K. as well as America, such as Avon Literary Intelligencer, Eastern Rainbow, Medicinal Purposes Literary Review, The Intercultural Writer’s Review, Icon, Writer’s Gazette, and The Penwood Review. Find A.J. Huffman, and additional information and links to her work at .


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