objects in space
Only the objects remain. A forgotten suitcase. An empty chair.
Waiting for new stories to add to their old ones.
The old stories are gone. Slipped away through time and space. Replaced with price tags and rarely removed dust.
But you can hear them, if you listen quietly enough.
Stories are never truly gone. They just become more difficult to hear.
About flax-golden tales. Photo by Carey Farrell. Text by Erin Morgenstern.
Paul · January 16, 2010 at 2:14 pm
I wish we could know the stories of such things. Perhaps it should be compulsory, before you sell something to a second-hand shop, to write a little about the times you’ve had with it. I think there would be fewer things sold to second-hand shops.
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