I met her on a dating app and thought
we were a good match.

When I got to know her past the first
safe meeting at a coffee house,

I learned she had three dolls that looked evil
to me,

and she introduced me to them as if they
were real.

I thought maybe the dolls were substitutes
for the children she never had.

But I found it too weird that a woman her
age had evil dolls she talked to,

and I told her I was sorry that we were
not a match.

She didn’t take it well, cursed me and said
I’d be more sorry for leaving her.

I laughed to myself at her empty threat
until that night when

I saw her evil dolls in a nightmare and
they looked like demons

that have terrorized me in nightmares
for over a month now.

Bob Boyd