Snapshot
I am from apple orchards, muck farms,
and yellow boxes of film.
I am from the college bars featuring Canadian woodsmen
and Air Force men dancing to Purple Rain and Pressure.
I am from silent classrooms filled with only the sound of pens scratching on paper
and classrooms made raucous by a zoo-based role-playing game.
I am from a silenced alarm clock
and emptied calendar with only daily Blackboard check-ins to ground me.
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Lovely slice of time and place!
I could feel all of what you described
Very evocative!
Great snapshot. Love: “I am from apple orchards, muck farms,
and yellow boxes of film.”
I love the pace of this and where it takes me..I loved reading” I am from silent classrooms filled with only the sound of pens scratching on paper”
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Deanna, nice piece little snippets of a walk forward in this maya . . . light and like a 35mm snapshot emerges from the watery solution in the darkroom, thank you!