Photo Essay

Empty spaces

We left the asylum what they called home

------- the fat lady, walking the streets -------

------- a child -------

------- screaming -------

------- a white cat -------

------- for attention -------

------- trembling feet -------

------- to wards -------

------- to wards -------

------- the -------

------- g -------

------- r -------

------- o -------

------- c -------

------- e -------

------- r -------

------- y -------

------- shop -------

------- cat food in a tin. -------

------- Sidewalk drawings -------

------- 100 PIXELS IN A SQUARE FEET.-------

------- blowing -------

------- sizzling -------

------- fragile whispers -------

------- Can we adjust in time? -------

Pavement scrolls beneath the purple grey sky.

------- Can we adjust in time? -------

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Hi there!

thought you might like this story!

http://jpgmag.com/stories/13350

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—The JPG team

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