No one to judge me but myself. No one to please or rubric criteria to meet. Just me, the ducks, the trees, the water, and my camera. Click. Swoosh. Quack.
WHERE HAVE ALL THE PEOPLE GONE?
Another December,Another end of the roadAs I look around and wonder,Where have all the people gone?
Tucked in tighter to...
Close Encounter at a Grocery Store
Grayed Vans, downcast eyes
Bear lumbering after cookies
How have you turned bald?!
Your quiet stare ceased.
How dare you remain yourself!
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