Thursday, October 31, 2013

A Halloween Snippet from latest Story, "He"

"Bradley! Bradley!" A mother's voice called and the boy vanished like a wisp of smoke, surreptitiously, into the deepest dusk of the woods. The sun waned. The air festered with wanton entities, unseen. She felt him --his flesh, his breath. The despoiling rushed over her like a spell. She bore it, a branding.

Photo by Vincent Bongiovanni