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It is early summer and Main Street is quiet, quiet like after a big event, with pollen strewn and vines littering the ground. Quiet after the event of spring. You and I are the only two walking down the hill. At the top of the hill there isn’t a lot to see, but this doesn’t take away from the view. Explorers rowing through a floating world. ( Read more... )

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Today I listened to side 1 of a recording my great grandfather made on a cassette tape, recounting his life in The Netherlands. He was born and lived there with his father, two brother's, two sister's and grandmother. His mother had died from untreated appendicitis when he was very young. When my great grandfather was 14 his dad died, and the kids ( Read more... )

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It is so quiet here. Here being this town, my home, my office at work. Most of the student population has moved home for the summer. Their absence is felt in the stillness of my eardrums. A little less buzzing, the pressure has dropped. I feel like one of the last people on earth. In this softened stillness. I walk into a room and the lights are ( Read more... )

my camera died on the way to the airport yesterday. i'm trying very very hard not to think about the time in between not having a camera and having a camera. because right now it is not having... i've started snapping my irises like a lens. the arperture, my pupil widening like love. or lust. to let light in. withdrawal. waiting for chills to come ( Read more... )

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