Spooky Ghost set his tablet on the kitchen table and took a shaky swig of coffee. He shouldn't read the news in the morning... Politicians being assholes, missiles fired, bodies found, celebrities fueding... It all gave him serious anxiety...
He popped a donut hole into his mouth and tried to chew it, but it slid through his ghost teeth, tumbled down his spectral esophagus, bounced on the chair he was floating slightly above, and landed on the dining room floor next to the other donut bites he'd tried to eat. He sighed.
"I almost tasted that one..." he thought.
---Richard F. Yates (Holy Fool)
