A Bite of Reality

Sometimes

when I am trying to take a picture

I have these ideas in my head- I know what I was thinking when I took it, I know what the story is that I want to tell and I have this idea about what the light is trying to show me.

Photo A.M Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M Moscoso

But then I go back and look at some of my pictures,what is there is far more interesting and to a large degree even creepier then I thought I was capturing.

I have got to learn to not step all over a story when it just rolls my way.

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Tapping On My Chamber Door

Photo A.M. Moscoso

The train I was on hit a person out on the tracks on my trip to the Midwest.

A few blocks away from where I was staying in Wisconsin

two people died in two separate  traffic accidents.

Before I even left town my cat, Micey died.

Sometimes feel like someone is looking over my shoulder and I don’t think it’s a good idea to turn around and see who is there.

Gee. Thanks For That Thought…

I wondered, as my train raced under the dark cloudy sky and the chill from the snow filled the air and kept spring at arms reach…how many bodies are buried up there on the mountain and how many remains arescattered under the trees  and are the ghosts sleeping or are they awake?

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Photo A..M Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso