October Special Feature
Haikai Edition
thin veils I’ll tell if you tell Samhain
Alan Summers
trick or treat
a blood moon appears
behind a gravestone
Patricia Hawkhead
bonfire
the embers dance
with ghosts
Tea Bird
hollow oak—
she knocks
from the inside
Thomas L. Vaultonburg
picture perfect
a squirrel dashes
from the pumpkin
Nora
trauma therapy—
she and I play
ghostbusters
Martina Matijević
spiderweb
telephone poles recede
into fog
Jerome Berglund
compiling a lexicon
for a forgotten tongue—
ghost orchid
Pippa Phillips
hallowe’en
the rattle of chains
in our history
John Hawkhead
museum elevator—
mummies riding
between floors
Thomas L. Vaultonburg
mummy
and daddy
—that’s a wrap
Marjorie Pezzoli
old candy floss still undecided dates the Sour Skeleton
Alan Summers
All Souls’ Day
the veil that parts us
gossamer thin
Jenn Ryan-Jauregui
Día de los Muertos—
the high cheek bones
of a well-bred ghost
Paul David Mena
tailspin a tuxedo sweeps into the hollow
Tré
Milky Way—
a witch's broom
in the garage
Martina Matijević
flames in dark
meditation
candy corn lights
Nora
Halloween—
the monster I can be
before my coffee
Paul David Mena
candy requests the doorway jammed with vampires
Alan Summers
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midnight menu
green brains and ham
the monster mash-up
Marjorie Pezzoli
gloam before
our darker days
will-o'-the-whisper
Samhain through
the turnip's teeth
Tré
inkwash—
a tree shifts
into night
Pippa Phillips
winter funeral
the graveyard fills
with shapes of mist
John Hawkhead
the undertaker
waves from his bicycle—
mulberry season
Thomas L. Vaultonburg
nightfall
the wood chopper
drops his axe
Jenn Ryan-Jauregui
mental health day
pulling bodies out of
the attic
Jerome Berglund
catching her cackle
in my cackle
pumpkin spice
Tré
witch hunt—
hiding the wand
and besom
Tea Bird
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withered away
tonight's costume
contrasts my heartbeat
Nora
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dark enough to be black
where the wild parts of us
meet
Pippa Phillips
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jump scare
standing on end
the cat’s fur
Jenn Ryan-Jauregui
drifting through owl-light
messages from the underworld borne on white wings
John Hawkhead
autumn graveyard
a dust-devil dances
with fallen leaves
Patricia Hawkhead
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ginger root . . . hinges installed on
the inside
Jerome Berglund
moonless sky—
the suspect wears
a Gru costume
Martina Matijević
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October Memoriam
split in two
I share the chocolate
with her grave
Tré
waterfowl
she bites
the dentist
Jermoe Berglund
StarChild
stringing marigolds
homeward bound
Marjorie Pezzoli
Love Letter
Yesterday, when I told you that you could go, you disagreed. Now, barely 24 hours later,
as I stand next to your bed, the sound of my voice is enough. Your eyes open for a split
second. They may look cloudy but they still radiate kindness and strength. The type of
kindness that soothes a child’s aching heart. The type of strength that teaches an adult
how to live.
Yesterday, when I told you that Mom, Auntie, and Grandpa were waiting for you, you
disagreed. Now, there is a tear on your cheek. Your last breath has come—with a smile.
Your once shriveled hands look young again.
The nurses will arrive in a few seconds. It is 5:50 p.m. and everything speaks of joyful
homecoming. The love letter on your face is mine to keep forever.
Winter light
all the years together
near and far.
Cendrine Marrouat
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