Poems by: Pafunda, Danielle
  Advice Will be Heeded Even as You Attempt to Head
I Am Now Your Own Private Spook Brigade
In the Petri Dish Stinks a Scabby Lidded Industry
No Matter What Box You're Offered, You Will X-out the
Following, and Your Eye Will Appear to be Blackened:

When You Lie Down You Get Up Again and There Are Fleas
as Well Bed Bugs