“Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.”
— Walker Evans
How to fill the blank pages? I turn them and like a desert they seem to demand nothing less than my bones—photographs of places I may not come back from, fingernails testing the borders, blood or what’s left over from love in the margins.
— Stephen Dunn, The Photograph Album
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