He looked up and waited. Longing for the sun. The only glimpse he had of the outside was framed by wire thorns, cold concrete and these clouds won't move away. It's light, he tells himself. Light filtered through the clouds. The sun will show itself soon.
Showing posts with label anguish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anguish. Show all posts
8/29/07
8/20/07
stranded
Walking along the beach today I found a big rock. It looked strange and upon looking closer the evidence was clear: a poor jellyfish had gotten stranded after the high tide and dried in the sun - leaving only it's shadow...
7/31/07
7/23/07
MUST have it...
Water. We will, we must keep going across this wasteland until we reach it.
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anguish,
bw,
micro-story,
snails,
wood
7/6/07
6/27/07
words can't say more
A simple yet so powerful image of devasting poverty and the spirit to still try...
Longing...
Tragedia? Drama? One plain being reaching out to the one with the beautiful red rubies. There's real longing there -- in the desperate reach. A two handed reach wanting to pull up closer, tight around the other. Que angustia...
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