Home    Galleries    Themes    Biography   Contact   Blog

They sit there - silent witnesses to their own redundancy

They sit there - the march of progress having passed them by

They sit there - their plywood doors and windows keeping out the sun and prying eyes

They sit there - sidewalks & parking lots growing weeds in the cracks

They sit there - open invitations to graffiti artists

They sit there - waiting for those who have gone to find newer & shinier

They sit there - anticipating the demolition crews which may come next week or next year or never

They sit there......