This is what my photograph album would look like if polaroids were made up of words
cold wet morning. cars whizzing on the horizon. water spilling from a pail. the sound of giggling. cold cement floor.
we're squatting. toothbrushes. squealing. soap bubbles. squelch. splash. splosh.
humid night. no stars. no moon. just the orange streetlight. wet grass. hazy night. we're moving shadows. a moving spiral of smoke.
MPVs parked by the road. women and men. strong gale. bright blue lake. water in the lake. water caught up in the air. we're barely standing.
city lights. like christmas lights over the black sea. we're walking. laughing. on the bridge. cold hands. trenchcoats fluttering with the breeze.
artificial moon. in the background, dark shapes of people. a field. white tents. people merry-making. talking. we're talking. sitting. bugs crawling. we're quite the sight.
sometimes words just are enough.