Cemetery gates at night. Church reflection at night New Hampshire, double exposed
July 12, 2011
by Hannah Color
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Month: July 2011
July 7, 2011
by Hannah Color
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Today I Got
SO MANY GREAT THINGS Let me show you all the great things: The erasers I got: 2 Cups of tea A penguin with a hat and it’s baby One strawberry A hotdog with letuce A green banana A cremecicle And … Continue reading
July 6, 2011
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Blanks and Blurs
Mind blanks, mind blurs When I think of your forgotten words You quickly left a divit In the rusty old couch Tucked up in the attic of my brain When you sailed away When you left me alone today Mind … Continue reading
July 6, 2011
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I went into my backyard
I took off my shirt and lay splayed out on the grass. I looked at the stars and for a moment I felt the earth move. I heard bats in the sky and I felt bugs crawling all over me. … Continue reading
July 6, 2011
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Just Taking Some More Photos of Myself!
Don’t mind me… This was my attempt at a classy, grassy photo…FAILED. Whatever though. I have garlic mushrooms that I’m going to eat later. I also wrote a really creepy poem last night before I went to bed. But … Continue reading
July 5, 2011
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Today
I had my first photo class since 2009 this morning. It was really great and I didn’t realize how much I missed the smell of photo chemicals on my hands. I developed one roll of film and am looking forward … Continue reading
July 4, 2011
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Tales From 69 Beach Ave
Independence Day Hot days, air like rancid butter The sun pours down And so the throngs of people Pour inside the cool Climate controlled environment Behind closed doors A Haunting Voice Calls From Each Key But The Last Ivories tickled … Continue reading
July 4, 2011
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This blog is quickly becoming all about poetry
Shades of green pale in comparison to a two dollar pot of gold but you know what they say when it’s too good to be true… Gas station clienteleBustle in and bustle out20 on pump oneAnd a defective dream, please
July 4, 2011
by Hannah Color
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The Wild Ones
By Lizzie Crimson And I ride with the wild ones Bucking my body and screaming for more You pull on my hair and call me a whore Throwing me down onto the ground Leaving me naked, filthy, and alone So … Continue reading
July 3, 2011
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A Short Poem
With a long title. Why would I turn around to see the real thing when the best of both worlds is looking me in the eyes The reflection ofA beautiful sunsetIn the sunglasses on your face
July 1, 2011
by Hannah Color
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Unfinshed
I want to write a poem and incorporate it into the drawing.