I once heard something
about Rust Belt Bohemians.
How they notice the passage of time
by virtue of their reinventions.
Chief among them -
the reinvention of themselves.
This process is not about being a locomotive.
It’s about observing the track.
I wonder what the breath between
this place and that time
keeps and releases.
What delicate tensions
suspend the object in motion?
Keep - Release.
Keep - Release.
Walk - Stand.
Shift - Stay.
Keep - Release.
Change - change again.
There is no magnum opus.
Just another step.
Keep - Release.
Move on.
By Lindsay Surmacz. Photos by Charissa Sedor (@pic.char).












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