Hello, Ghouls and Ghosts!
Below, you will find two horror haiku comics and two haiku chains that I call haiku stanza poems. They are longer poems where each haiku stanza stands alone as a poem and also moves the full story of the overall poem forward. Below the paywall, members will get ten more poems from my book, Horror Haiku.
Happy Haunting!
never tasting death much less attractive after humans end themselves
missing researchers wondered what the monster was monster was hungry
Uber of the Underworld
black sedan pulled up alert on my phone tells me my ride is now here confused, I get in "I didn't order a ride." grinning driver turns his flesh is rotting glowing orbs instead of eyes "I'm always on time." I turn to get out the doors are locked and the car speeds into the night I'm now drenched in sweat "Where the hell are we going?" I punch the window my driver chorltes "I was told you're a hard case major denial." glancing out the window moving at impossible speeds on empty road I look at my chest I'm not sweating—it’s all blood remember the wreck "Are you Death?" I ask he flashes a decaying grin "my name is Charon." "I work in transport Uber of the underworld, I now take crypto."
Coho Pub’s Oldest Customer
Portland’s hipster pub paid its waitstaff very well Carrie thrilled to start Jeff rushed through training Carries was a fast study something Jeff forgot Carrie called her mom anxious about school and work Mom did what moms do her first dinner shift rainfall keeps vaping hipsters under the awning inside, pub was packed Carrie's enthusiasm attracted notice old man who looked like a turtle without a shell sat hunched alone his eyes sparked when Carrie asked about his day he ordered brandy the glass never drained Carrie checked on him often he told her stories Jeff's partner asks him "You told the new girl, right? all about Amos?" Jeff slapped his forehead he quickly scans the tables his heart skips a beat Jeff calls her name Carrie flips around to see who's yelling at her as she turns, her arm passes through Amos's chest Carrie collapses Amos strolls outside chortling as he dodges the living patrons Jeff reaches Carrie eyes open, cold to the touch life already gone The Coho needs new waitress for weekend dinners call Jeff for info
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