The Haunting

A Poem

By Angel AdagioPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read

Photo by Sepehr Aleagha on Unsplash

Whispers in the air

demons plead for their feeding

I am not alone.

fact or fiction Haiku art

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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden4 months ago
Yes, watch the shadows
Sandy Gillman4 months ago
Chilling and atmospheric. Great tension in so few words.
Sid Aaron Hirji4 months ago
in this case I guess you wish you were alone

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