Category: Haunted Passages
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Terminal Park, a novel by Gary J. Shipley, reviewed by Dave Fitzgerald
How do you write about the meaning behind a book whose core subject is essentially the end of meaning? How do you encapsulate a book that struggles to contain itself? That churns, and roils, and seeps off of every page until its typeface is practically crawling up your arms and invading your orifices like the…
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Haunted Passages: “Ghost of Girl,” a short story by Morghen Tidd
The house is beautiful they say but bathtub flows over water spilling in drops then steady stream swallowing the all of the floor around the claw feet. candle light flickers night drawing down through the open window blows crisp breeze in the room. listen carefully crowing of a bird mixes into wind a haunting howl.…
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“mundane objects: the therapist’s office,” a poem for Haunted Passages by E.A. Midnight
This room is too big for its own good. Strangely oblong and withering, the way this whole building is. About a year after the flood, the county hospital began the process of relocating its offices from this building to the new campus a couple miles away. The new campus is sprawling, with plenty of room…
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Haunted Passages: Three Poems from Mineral Planet by James Pate
[In the garden of gray latex foliage] In the garden of gray latex foliage / mouths eating out and eating in / trembling hands in front of the broken, seeping masks / a static emerald memory lodged in the back, reflecting the partylights / the bulb at the end of the hall at the end…
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“Maggie Siebert’s Dead Kitten as the Persecution of Consciousness by Reality’s Imitation of Eternity”: Charlene Elsby’s Review of Bonding
“Every Day for the Rest of Your Life” is the final story in Maggie Siebert’s Bonding, and it’s the kind of thing that doesn’t leave you, because it elucidates something fundamental to the persistence of the terrible—a fundamental premise we know to be true, but which isn’t made explicit except by madmen and metaphysicians. Maggie…
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“Ghost Town,” a Haunted Passages Short Story by Chris George
We stayed in the van while our mom gave the ghost tour. These nights scared my sisters. They didn’t believe in ghosts. One of them had told me once that they were staunch materialists. They were precocious, having an otherworldly knowledge of things they shouldn’t know. It was child’s play stoicism. But these nights they…
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Master of Rods and Strings, Jason Marc Harris’ debut novella, reviewed by Maxwell Malone
“The life of puppets […] is the dance of the fingers. Puppeteers of old—they say—would connect wires from their veins, feeding lifeblood to puppets to entice the spirits of the earth to enter them. Today, we do this with strings. You move, like so, and he moves. A thing is dead until it moves. You…
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Haunted Passages: Two Poems by Romana Iorga
Fairy Tale After James Schuyler I heard a rooster crow three times this morning.What does it mean, whom have I betrayed?Each day I walk toward something with a shore,or else, with a clearing. Humans use treesto surround their emptiness, their viscous needfor each other. I think I may still be a human.In the forest, no…
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“I Couldn’t Stop Looking,” a flash fiction by Lisa Korzeniowski for Haunted Passages
I am standing in the backyard in front of the shed. My brother is at the kitchen window, moths circling his screened-in face. “What do you see?” Seth says. “Come see for yourself,” I say. “No way. He told us not to go in there.” “He left the door open,” I say, digging my toes…
Heavy Feather Review 