I caught sight of this poem, written on the pavement outside Camden Underground Station, while on my way back to the office after the gym this afternoon. It looks to be by the same person whose work I photographed a few months ago. For those finding the handwriting difficult to decipher, the poem reads: They…
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The Chalk Philosopher returns
I found another poem written on a boarded-up demolition site in Camden Town this afternoon. Judging by the handwriting, I believe it has the same author as yesterday’s work. It would appear that the person responsible for these poems is indeed a vagrant – or at least someone getting their night’s rest in a sleeping…
50 word story – Untitled
And that time she fell, the care they took to get her up again. Those old bones are softer than chalk, they said, but they had held through harder times. With what that man had put her through, at least we were gentle when we lowered her into the ground.