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fever dream, 7
We called my mom Sugar, which was quite possibly the most appropriate name ever.
And the only thing that would have been would better would be to have had two of her. (Seen here keeping my cousins, my sister, and me in line for a photo. Apparently at least one of us had been identified as a potential runner.)
scanned and manipulated family photo
Lubbock, Texas
5.11.2025
fever dream, 6
No one ever knew for sure what happened that year at the prom. Almost all of the photographs were mysteriously altered. The photographer, a surly woman named Wilma Thorne, left town before school started in the fall, denying all the while that she’d had anything to do with any of it.
scanned and manipulated found negative
Lubbock, Texas
5.7.20205
fever dream, 5
This cowboy-hatted gentleman took his guitar on a picnic. Or something.
scanned and manipulated found negative
Lubbock, Texas
5.4.2025
fever dream, 4
Well.
This poor bride. Not only are sleeves, her hair, her headdress, and her veil so big they barely fit in the picture, but her parents are lurking over there in the corner in a way that seems sort of predatory.
And then there’s the whole eyeball situation.
scanned and manipulated found negative
Lubbock, Texas
5.3.2025
One Day | One Image 