The Things | Thom Young

sometimes
they
keep coming
back
their beady
eyes are a dead give away
black and midnight
hued
they seemed nice
at first
but now they are taking
over
last night one was in bed
with my wife
I don’t really like the bitch
but it’s the principle of the matter
anyways, this thing had fangs
and a grin from ear to ear
although it didn’t really have ears
they were more like holes
and this green slime dripped from its mouth
getting all over the bed and
on my wife as well
funny thing is I think she enjoyed
it.
I never found out what they were
aliens perhaps or giant
lizards
well, that was three years ago.
I left early one morning,
leaving the things with my wife
last I heard
there was a baby on the
way
although I’m not sure if one
would call it a baby.

Thom Young is a writer from Texas. His work has been in The Commonline Journal, 3am magazine, Word Riot, 48th Street Press, and many other places. A 2008 Million Writers Award nominee for his story Perico.