Writer of Short Stories, Novels & Plays
Absent Without Leave
Can You Whisper?
Hmmm, I wanna say something but not sure what. This is a poignant picture. Maybe it's the barbed wire….yeah, definitely the barbed wire. And I like the rocks and desert debris in the foreground. It feels like the high desert here in the Great Lakes Basin, what with unrelenting heat, fierce sun and empty rain barrels. Hope all is well. Haven't seen you in a while. Good to know you didn't try to fly off and fade away!
He looks like he's sleeping, but I bet there's a lot going on behind those closed eyes…
I love the desert. Carrying water isn't always fun, but you need it to survive a jaunt in the desert.
That is an awesome photo! So perfect in black and white also…
that looks great . Across the bars ?
James Dean in Giant. (= Classic.
I "wanna" say Hello. My first time here. And that photo??? Did you take it? To me it is abject surrender…grief…"is what it is"…caged. Truth me told, it brings me to tears. (Okay…don't tell anyone. They're sick of me cryin'. )
My superpower? Negativity. F*ck. I super excel
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