A Collection of Horror Story Haiku Alone in the dark, low chuffing in the tall grass, which way did they go? ——————————— I fall from the bridge, through memories toward my wife. The coarse rope snaps tight. ——————————— Faint heartbeat chides me eviscerating the air, through worn gray floor boards. ——————————— Small town like Inwood…

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