Thank you very much to the editors of The Bees Are Dead for publishing my poem.

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Sinister Sightings

I was told,
that in days of old,
the old ones walked unseen.

But Astor, demon king, and all the rest,
have endured classification
and kept havoc as their pledge.

Cain, crushed under stones,
and Judas on a tree,
Nero choked by strings that betrayed him,
his music not in tune with the human heart.

Like insect orders,
the evil ones are categorized,
a rubric laid out to evaluate
the damage they do.

And still we have not learned
to avoid their ruination.

Their actions, while condemned, repeat.