Imagination is forgotten
as we grow
into compromise, into concrete,
cities cover the condemned
in a cloud of conditioning
and leaves the child
imprisoned in us all.
All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
CONCRETE CONDITIONING
Deuxiemepeau Poetry by Damien B. Donnelly
Between the lines and through the lens…
Stefanie Neumann
May my inner child invite your inner child to come out and play? 🤗
deuxiemepeau
Definitely! Inner children need lots of attention 🤗🤗