TRACY BARBOUR

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The blog of Tracy Barbour, a New York City Street Photographer and Photojournalist

In the Interim

The view from a parking garage with shadows in Houston, Texas.

In the interim I will be less

I will be quieter, complacent, and empty

I will take long baths locked behind a door

In silence

In the interim I will be smaller

I will fit myself inside of a chair

I will gather myself on a couch

Wrapped in a quilt

In a ball

Smaller and smaller

In the interim I will be forgotten

I will wander through hallways unseen

I will sleep in the dark corners

In the interim I will be nothing

It isn’t enough to be something

To fill up days with presence and form

It isn’t enough to be a ghost

I will be less than a ghost

Less than a shadow

I will be a quiet, unseen, forgotten poltergeist

Taking baths behind locked doors in darkness

And candlelight

Not a sound

I will fill up no space

Take up no time

Speak no words

I will be a nothing

A no one

A not somebody

In the interim I will disappear

And never be accounted for