photograph by rebecca wood
pokeberry
in Daily Beauty
cold
winter ice
words and photographs by kristen bach
old oglethorpe
in The Country
a friend told me about this old house. the insurance people said they had to tear it down, but the owners don't want it destroyed. now it's looking for a new life somewhere, though there's not much life left in it. everywhere inside was evidence of trying to keep the cold out. layers and layers of whatever people had; wall paper, plastic, linoleum, tar paper, carpet, whatever. i've frozen to death in enough rustic old places to know what that's like. now it sits dark and cold, peeling all its' layers in silence.
