Wild Nights- I've always been skeptical about Emily Dickinson...

 

 Wild Nights

by Sandra Rose Hughes 

 I’m onto you, Emily Dickinson.

I don’t believe you never left your house,

Dainty, sweet, Belle of Amherst-

I know you snuck out at night

Through secret tunnels under your house

To dance in the moonlight

To hunt the chupacabra

And search for the sasquatch

In your high lace collar and tight laced leather boots

You can’t fool me.

 

  This poem was originally published in Taft College's Literary Magazine, "A Sharp Piece of Awesome" in 2014.  

 

For the text of the original poem, "Wild Nights" by Emily Dickinson, you can click here.