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Sunday, September 22, 2013

frozen

i have a vague memory of someone, my father or my uncle, taking a picture and me watching the film slip out slowly, still pale white and fading colours, and holding it in my hands, that little piece of magical chemical laden frozen memory, and watching it slowly come to life.
and i also have a vague memory of a storybook i used to read as a child and that gorgeous watercolour picture in it of the two kids playing with a polaroid in the garden.

and i'm not sure which is real.   

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