Words by Mary Ann Hoberman… good memories.
I loved inventing this “ghoul”. The tattoos, sleeveless hoodie, and yet another excuse to put a bike into an illustration…His arms are like this Aunt I used to know as a kid…Flies are better than lice, aren’t they?A ghost is harder than you’d think to invent. How do you make it look invisible yet visible…Ah, trick or treat. I loved making everyone wearing a mask here. The zombie from the earlier poem, and two new little dragons…nobody’s who they pretend to be.