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The loudest silence
This place left me feeling unsettled.
Maybe it was the way the trees were closing in on that old church. Or maybe it was the way I felt them closing in on me.
It might have been the plywood where the stained glass had been, like a blind eye somehow watching me.
Or it might have been truly a sinister place.
in a town too small to have a name
west of Danbury, Nebraska
photographed 8.31.2014
Rocks of ages
The Goodwill Baptist Church is in the same block as St. Annie’s AME Church.
Naturally, I noticed all these rectangles on the side of the church – you know how much I like to find rectangles! – but in this particular case, I am actually more interested in those two rocks, leaning against the air conditioner. They look like tiny headstones. They look as though they were placed there on purpose. They look like mirror images of each other.
Austin, Texas
photographed 4.12.2014




