Postsprydefoltz in # haiku • 5 yr. ago • 7 min read[Brittle Fruit]Haiku, Digital Photography and Art. Temporary Showcase of the WispThe Wisp red winter berries bleed among thorns;desiccate dry, brittle fruit Back in the Pink Puketorium, everything was neat and clean. There was no sign of a struggle. The window was repaired. Had Courtney done this or a workman? Bara shrugged. It hardly mattered. She closed the drapes, slipped off her boots, and climbed…prydefoltz in # fiction • 6 yr. ago • 9 min readThe Wisp (Excerpt) Reading, Digital Photography and ArtThe Wisp (Scroll down if you prefer to listen) There was no conversation in the car. Bara tried several times to talk it out. Her father said nothing. She realized there was no point in explaining. What exactly could she say anyway? Dad, your wife’s a witch. Colin believed her. She doubted her father would. So she turned…
