Hifsa Ashraf

crow moon—  
a dumpster crushes
the mid-night notes 

— Hifsa Ashraf

ash-blown mist the plot thickens before it ends

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

bhoot bangla—
rusty hatches echo
the jinn’s yawn 

— Hifsa Ashraf

graveyard fog—

twisting around a bare oak

the churail’s hair

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

creaky floor 
the ghost in my mind 
yawns

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

late night drive
the bride of Karsaz
crossing my path

— Hifsa Ashraf

blue moonlight

overstepping my shadow

the pichal peri

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

lunar umbra
creeping under my skin
muted demons 

— Hifsa Ashraf

midnight spell—

the lightning strikes

her brain fog

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

death sentence 
a streak of blood  
on the fox incisor

— Hifsa Ashraf

midnight call—

a bat unwraps

the chrysalis

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

dripping blood 
from the window icicles 
late winter dusk 

— Hifsa Ashraf

witch-hunting

circle around the fire

black moths

 

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

witching hour—
reshuffles my fears
a cauldron of bats

— Hifsa Ashraf

midnight terror

the radio frequency 

out of tune

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

sleep paralysis 
in full bloom 
the doll’s eyes

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

barn ghost 
gathers more dust
the old scarecrow

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

chipped paint wall his footprints

— Hifsa Ashraf

Hifsa Ashraf

painting no more wolf shadow

— Hifsa Ashraf