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  • "I don't know why I'm attracted to ruined places.

    I don't know why I'm attracted to ruined faces."

    I've always been drawn to ruins.

    Gradually, we all move toward ruin.
  • Ruins are somehow aesthetically pleasing (to me, anyway).
  • This story is sprouted from "Gravity," by Susan Perly and the first two lines are hers.

    Images:

    1)My daughter Sara and me, with my mother, shortly before her death. Self-portrait photo, by me, in Quarry behind Syracuse University Skytop facility.

    2)Mansion Ruins, NJ, at Dodge Poetry Festival.

    3)The old Munitions Factory at the Radisson/Three Rivers site in Baldwinsville, NY. One of my unfinished novels is set here, in part.

    4)As above, 5)As above 6)As above

    7)Mourning Cloak Butterfly, at ruins in B'ville.

    Published 6/12/13
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