July 27, 2011


These little boxes spend their entire day travelling from one end of the room to the other, until they're only faint outlines that blend off around the edges and dissipate into the darkness of the room as the day nears its end. I know this through understanding, not through observation, for I've been kept under much different circumstances as of late.


lindsey k said...

i love the way you write.

Anonymous said...

Shadows cast in warm light never lose its novelty.
I wrote it down even.