A few weeks ago there was a fire in my neighborhood that burnt down a house. The city tore down what was left. There’s just something about the emptiness that remains. There used to be something there. A home. Now it is gone and there is nothing. It is empty.
The shape of absence
The shape of absence
The shape of absence
A few weeks ago there was a fire in my neighborhood that burnt down a house. The city tore down what was left. There’s just something about the emptiness that remains. There used to be something there. A home. Now it is gone and there is nothing. It is empty.