seven hundred fifty two

There was a time when
screen door slapping shut announced
all entries, exits.


Dime Box, Texas

5 thoughts on “seven hundred fifty two

  1. I really like this one; both poetry and photography! This looks like it could have been a commercial establishment; raises the question as to whether any stores have screen doors anymore?

  2. Thanks for the reminder of a sound I’d all but forgotten. It’s likely a sound many young people are not familiar with, but there was a time I heard it every time I went to the drug store for an ice cold Coke in one of those small bottles; 5 cents long gone.

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