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“I am wandering
Through this life of mine, writing
Snapshots of my life”
― Eric Overby, 17: Haiku Poems

“I remember your shadowâ€� those faded lines
between the cracking clouds above� strained
in hues of solitude� a simple kiss� against
the night we forced among the stars� locked
into places fashioned from old snapshotsâ€�”
― Phen Weston, Under the Rose

“The faded lime-colored building was, like so many other residential locations in the area, a snapshot out of time, as if the occupant had simply walked away one day. Blooms of mold seemed strung together by webs lacing the exterior—constellations marked by Mud dauber high-rises and sticky spider holes.”
― Mike Correll, Abandoned Sulphur, Louisiana