The Parking Garage

Parking Garage at the End of the World

The road twisted down into the open mouth of the parking garage.  Slow. Slow. Slowly descending into the earth.

The Crumbling Concrete Stairs

Crumbling Concrete Stairs

“Crumbling between the fingers, under the feet, / Crumbling behind the eyes, / Their world gives way and dies / And something twangs and breaks at the end of the street.” –Louis MacNeice The concrete stairs, leaning and decaying, lead up to a locked second floor wooden door.  When dark, the single light above barely… Continue reading The Crumbling Concrete Stairs