Of course, they do.
Who else keeps you awake at night?
Who haunts your nightmares?
Your mother-in-law?
No.
It’s The Dead.
They walk the streets of Oasis.
They take their victims with stealth and finesse.
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They return in PREY FOR THE DEAD.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Daniel Merriam
I open my eyes to strange creatures.
Why are they in my bedroom?
Their thrill laughter makes my skin crawl.
They wave knives at me.
I need to escape.
I can’t.
I’m tied to my bed.
They move closer.
I close my eyes.
Silence fills the room.
I slit my eyes open.
The room is now empty.
I glance at my chair in the corner.
A red balloon is tied to it.
Oh no.
WHERE THE WIND BLOWS
The trees of the forest shiver and shake,
their long limbs trembling for the next quake.
Their bodies blaze a glaring white
with tears frozen from their new plight.
The world has become hard and cold.
My trembling body feels old.
Surrounded on four sides by white,
the bright glare has blinded my sight.
White is the color of my nightgown
as I stand and shiver with a frown.
A shadow emerges from the trees.
I hope it is not him, pretty please.
My body moves forward against my will.
I grab a thick tree and try to hold still.
I dig my feet into the packed snow,
but I must go where the wind might blow.
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Your heart is pounding.
Your pulse is racing.
The house is alive.
It’s breathing.
It’s moving.
Illusions stalk you.
How can you escape?
You can’t.
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Linda lifts her face to the night sky.
The clouds part to reveal the moon,
A light reserved for night creatures.
Sand swirls around her
as laughter floats in the wind.
She runs to the boardwalk
as footsteps echo behind her.
Will I make it home in time?
She races along the path.
A shadow detaches from between the palm trees.
She runs into a hard chest.
“What are you doing here alone?”
Todd asks.
She isn’t afraid of him.
Or is she?
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Welcome to Oasis, Florida.
The grass is greener.
The ocean is bluer.
The vampires are deadlier.
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Sunshine warms the tourists.
Moonlight cools their dead bodies.
The Dead love an audience.
Don’t give them one.
I walk quickly this night
from those who lurk from sight.
The wind gives a whistle, a sigh,
as the strands of my hair lift high.
The moon hides its face.
I quicken my pace.
Shadows surround me.
Footsteps behind me.
Hands circle my neck.
Is that a love peck?
He takes my blood.
I fall in a red flood.
Will I belong to him?
He watches with a grin.
I’ve become a nightwalker,
a present from my stalker.
PREY FOR THE DEAD by Susanne Leist
