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the-remember-room:you wander with books clenched to your chest. They are heavy; the corners dig into

the-remember-room:

you wander with books clenched to your chest. They are heavy; the corners dig into your soft inner arm. 

the bell rang. 

the hallways emptied.

and you are alone. you are late.

you are lost.


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another snippet from with one eye squinted, recounting a story my gram always told me growing up aboanother snippet from with one eye squinted, recounting a story my gram always told me growing up aboanother snippet from with one eye squinted, recounting a story my gram always told me growing up abo

another snippet from with one eye squinted, recounting a story my gram always told me growing up about the night she saw apparitions of a little boy and a little girl in her room, and how nearly 20 years later when my brother and i were born, she realized those apparitions had been the spitting image of us, right down to the clothes they were wearing


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snippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroisnippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroisnippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroisnippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroisnippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroisnippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroisnippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroisnippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroisnippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroisnippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroi

snippets from my senior project titled “with one eye squinted,” a body of work consisting of polaroids, dream journals, and collections of stories from both personal and others’ experience, all exploring things like ghosts, memories, premonitions, reincarnation, superstition, and the Generally Uncanny

(im not sure if ill ever get around to posting or sharing the whole thing so )


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