Category: photography

Hurrying up to wait

She was waiting. Everything was so slow these days. Even those things that were to be rushed went at a snail’s pace. Then again what would be the point in rushing if you just hurried up to wait? None if it mattered, anyway. You rush to become dirt. […]

Eerily empty

The city is eerily empty this morning The delivery guys peddling away The sky is overcast The white garbage bags laid out on the curb Just days before there was hope The sun beamed a new day But then the sun set Up we rose to a fearful […]