Once-lers Anonymous

“It's not about what it is, it's about what it can become.” ― Dr. Seuss, The Lorax

Human-made spaces

on October 13, 2011

The bed huddled under the low-vaulted ceiling. Books peaked from under the bed skirt like lost treasures, accidentally kicked across the polished wood floor. The bed was made with a purple and green floral quilt, faded like the family member who had made it two generations before.

The walls of the staircase pressed inward on the space, threatening to overtake the stairs. The thick layer of blue carped failed to mute the creak caused by each step, like a warning to anyone who would enter. Splintered wood and exposed nail heads stuck out like claws to discourage trespassers.


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