Between the lines and through the lens…
— Breezes are back in bloom and I am caught by the curl of the curtain as it catches in the courant d’air now coming in with questions for all that has slipped into a sleepy silence. — All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
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Connie was caught by colour in the corner of the castle where curtains collected carnations, Connie was captured courting curious on the canvas of a castle in a kingdom condemned, Connie was caught by the kiss of a courter in the courtyard where calla lilies were cut, Connie missed the caution in the cut […]
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