I was startled. I searched for the meaning in between, what is this home? This, what is here, is a home that was left midmeal. Clothing on the swing. Paper on the walls. The light looks still for life. What is this home?
And then I realized, it is not our home. It is the home on Massicote Road that was left midmeal. You've captured just that. And it sends shivers through me. Begs its stories back.
Tom- as are the spaces in between your letters they seem to tell another part of a the story as how you see it. thank you
erin- when i came upon this house seemingly so quickly abandon the word 'HOME' on the side of a wall i scensed that there had been dreams here, lives could unfold.
light & shadow, and the spaces inbetween
ReplyDeleteI was startled. I searched for the meaning in between, what is this home? This, what is here, is a home that was left midmeal. Clothing on the swing. Paper on the walls. The light looks still for life. What is this home?
ReplyDeleteAnd then I realized, it is not our home. It is the home on Massicote Road that was left midmeal. You've captured just that. And it sends shivers through me. Begs its stories back.
xo
erin
Tom- as are the spaces in between your letters
ReplyDeletethey seem to tell another part of a
the story
as how you see it.
thank you
erin- when i came upon this house seemingly so quickly abandon the word 'HOME' on the side of a wall i scensed that there had been dreams here, lives could unfold.