Sparks and Embers
The infernal, fatal fire engulfing an entire city block and the gentle sunflower both give off bright southwestern colours. They are like a brightly-painted transom supporting an old outhouse. They are a remnant of a bygone age, in which you could languish or perish and it was all the same.
posted by mani @ 10:58 p.m.
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2 Comments:
So- societies will rise and fall?
You don't post pictures anymore. How come?
(That giant octupus is still burned into my memory...my everlasting memory)
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