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The Photographer 2
Ms. Haiku
Washington DC Posts: 7,250
She unmasked devotion in a tight blush
spreading towards a pulled down hat. The slush
slipped when they were waltzing against the crush
of winter wind sighing a prolonged hush.
Her equipment folded beneath her chair
except the camera employed to share
a previously unmarked joy. The pair
stopped their dance when they reached the metro stair.
They all hold rights to the picture's journal,
but they will never read the book. The sprawled
serendipity hugging their downfall
to the train reinforces her windfall.
She lost pictures while basking in her good
fortune. She grabbed her gear and pulled her hood.
spreading towards a pulled down hat. The slush
slipped when they were waltzing against the crush
of winter wind sighing a prolonged hush.
Her equipment folded beneath her chair
except the camera employed to share
a previously unmarked joy. The pair
stopped their dance when they reached the metro stair.
They all hold rights to the picture's journal,
but they will never read the book. The sprawled
serendipity hugging their downfall
to the train reinforces her windfall.
She lost pictures while basking in her good
fortune. She grabbed her gear and pulled her hood.
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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