Disturbia

 

The darkness on the edge

Every small town, no matter how prim and proper has a darkness coiled within. It is expressed in actions taken behind closed doors and in the discarded detritus that gathers on the fringes.

Abandonment and decay. Secret violence and buried frustrations. The colour leaches out like toxic waste into a once pristine stream. It crawls slowly along disused rails til there is nothing but sun-bleached bone and rust to speak its name in gravely whispers.

Let your boots crunch loudly on the stones. And do not look into the shadows beneath the trees.

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Words and images are my own.

 

©2018

 

 

 

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