NEW FICTION: Ghosts of the Dead.

 

The dead, and the ghosts of the dead, attach themselves to the borderlines - roads, tracks, tree lines. They want life, to feel life - the thumping of a heart, the pulse of blood, the rhythm of a breath. A crossroads - in whatever form, is the point of consent between the living, and of the dead. What that consent consists of - who can really know.