Smoke swirls about his face, each breath of hot air surrendered.

Lungs cry out as he takes another deep drag, stealing himself to the murderous pleasure of his cigarette.

Walking in the autumn chill, we look to each other as vacant as the trees soon will be and equally as alien.

4 responses to “Passerby”

  1. Woodsy Avatar
    Woodsy

    The simple beauty of shared disconnection…
    and the courage to catch the moment and hold it until you’d found the words to weave some heart around it.
    That’s what this world needs, right there.

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    1. BrittnyLee Avatar
      BrittnyLee

      Thank you very much :). I love watching bbq people and trying to get into their heads or imagine what they’re thinking or feeling. It’s anyways been a fascinating thing for me to do. I don’t know why exactly. Other people and how they do things is so interesting.

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  2. Woodsy Avatar
    Woodsy

    Sometimes, even the times we share with those really close to us can suddenly and unexpectedly open up new revelations about who they are… and who we are.
    Watching a documentary about African elephants led to this, which I figured you might dig…

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    1. BrittnyLee Avatar
      BrittnyLee

      Thanks I will definitely check this out 🙂

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