whispering on air as in the putrid miasma of a broken into mausoleum in the abandoned cemetery down the lane the crows caw . . . cawing for whoever is buried there and forgotten . . . cawing for a past that is gone and a future no one wants at least not if they knew what was to come . . . maybe it can be changed around yet . . . maybe not . . .
my fall series post published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to see it. The image is a ceiling detail at the Royal Holloway Sanatorium, Virginia Water, Surrey, England.
https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/very-eerie-pre-halloween-art-for-c1f
