Tag: foldedword

Golly Wobble Moment

lamb in field

by Brenda Anderson Every year I wait for spring, when the sun’s overhead, the flowers are waist-high and the wind tickles the grass. I don’t know the names of the flowers: they’re like overgrown weeds, tall, spindly, with small nubby yellow heads. There’s a…

Wonderfold Winner

a response to January’s #Wonderfold Prompt

Our winner this month is “Growth” written by Debbie Feller! Thank you to all who participated and please remember to keep submitting because you never know if you wil be our next Wonderfold Winner!

True Love

“Because I just can’t take anymore.”

“Don’t be so dramatic.”

“I’m not being dramatic, we’ve walked round this shopping mall ten times, we’ve been in every shoe shop there is.”

Making Marks

The building feels like a warehouse, though I know it was once used as workshops for metal workers. The stairways hold the memories of the mesters who once crafted their material, each step I make as I ascend tinny with the clank of the metal frame and steps. I like to think we keep their spirits alive by carrying on the tradition of art in this space.

Resistance is Futile

We pull up outside the house and look over at this pale sandstone building in the corner. A For Sale sign leans to the right and trees bend in from the left. It’s an odd looking house. Small church-like windows dot the stone as…