“Hungry are the dead,
unable to be sated.
Still their nation grows.”
Every culture has its tales of ghosts and ghoulies, dead things that stalk the night to prey upon the living. Stories of these creatures have been told around campfires from time immemorial, lending an added chill to the darkness beyond. They have been the subject of countless songs and poems.
What is it that the living find so fascinating about the living dead? That is a question we’ll leave you to answer. We’re just happy to add to the mythology in this collection of poetry and short stories featuring “zombies, vampires, ghosts, and other dead things that want to eat you.”
Shuffling through the day:
Stayed up way too late last night
watching zombie films.
Excerpt from the story “Unlife on the Mississippi” by J. Robert King
I reckon some folks don’t realize right off that they’re dead. For them, it ain’t such a big change. By the time he kicked off, old man Murphy hadn’t left his bed in ten years. For longer still, widow Smith had worn a black veil and uttered not a word. Mickey MacDonald once slept so still we had him half buried before he moved to wipe his nose. Death didn’t change them much. Course none of them became a vampire.
I reckon I, Waterhouse Billy, was the first vampire in Hannibal. It was a big change for me, and I realized pretty much right off. . . .
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