Category: Haunted Passages

Two Haunted Passages Poems by Pete Miller

Assessment: Disinterment Or if notdisinterred exactly,shaken loose by cravingsnot quite killed with the rest of you? All that coldgravel of the gravesiteyour brother paid for with a bottle anda justkeep the shovelshoved asidelike so much promised afterlife as you rose one dizzy momentthen dropped again to crawl? Did all your cousins’ carscooling in your father’s…
Three Haunted Passages Flash Fictions: Becca Yenser

Tornadic Weather The Midwest throws neon-colored food at us. We have something microscopic in our throats. The trees procreate with pink, twirling helicopters that Carmen decides are magical. We go to a festival about a truce, called Truce Fest. We are trucing about colors of skin. You find a pair of earrings. Everything is pink…
Two Haunted Passages Poems by Adam Strauss

Stylus Harbinger of what’s to come and what’s coming pure shitty.Peerless ditty at the end of JuneWhen the swans are all out biting, when the sessions on PlatonicThought break out in hives we could have dusted.No-one ever trustedThe gramophone because it had a ticFor only playing the truth, and the truth like carapaces strewnAcross a…
“The Human in Me”: A Haunted Passages Nonfiction Essay by Amanda Gaines

The room was stacked floor to ceiling with antique dolls. It was the summer of my senior year of high school. Outside, August summer heat dissipated like mist off the sidewalk. Elm trees kneeled over the back porch of the small mansion. Their leaves were tinged with red and orange, a reminder. September was nearby.…
Three Haunted Passages Poems by Sheila Dong

fruit i adopt a cat from the shelter,then forget it in a box.the way it stareswhen i remember. the wayits head rolls off,a softened apple. noblood or rot.just another donation.on the night bus i feelsick so i get offtwo stops early to walkin the light-lack, touchingchainlink and weeds. thingsfall from branchesand roll toward me.the bus…
“Under Skin”: A Haunted Passages Short Story by Val Killpack

I lifted the veil and saw ten-thousand writhing maggots. I had found an old, white sheep lying on her side. I pulled her up and dragged her through the overgrown field and up the driveway toward the barn. She collapsed on the pavement. This was the first incident. My chest convulsed, and I downed the…
“From Unusual Angles”: Maxwell Malone Interviews Matthew M. Bartlett, Creator of The WXXT Program Guide

The WXXT Program Guide is a monthly chapbook subscription service that chronicles the strange goings on in and around small-town Leeds, Massachusetts, as transmitted via radio broadcast by a long-dead coven of witches. The tales contained within often take the form of short stories or vignettes, but they are just as likely to appear as…
“Mom’s House”: A Haunted Passages Flash Fiction by Hugh Behm-Steinberg

My double is bored; I tell him it’s not my fault—he still looks at me judgmentally. So we have a staring contest, because they’re fun, and the loser has to give the winner a piggyback ride. “All the way to Mom’s house,” I drawl, raising the stakes. “Smoking cigarettes,” my double shoots back, knowing how much…
“Bunnyman Bridge Is Haunted”: A Haunted Passages Hybrid Piece by Colleen Kearney Rich

The legend is that a bus from the insane asylum crashed near the bridge and patients escaped. One patient was never found. But they did find the remains of several dead rabbits. I remember stopping at the Sonic for onion rings and a cherry limeade. Max always has these tiny bottles of vodka in the…