Documentary Fiction Photography
Today - doorway, long corridor.
Place used to be arcade, not now. Shops are long gone, the roofs caved in and now mesh windows are being ripped out by scrappies and decorated courtesy of local youth. No charge. Nice touch that.
So you could say it's quiet round this way now there's nothing left to nick.
Council keeps saying places like this are going to be developed. We'll see.
Meantime it's where I come to spend my days. To finish jobs I been doing during the night. I'll have finished in six months anyway. Do what the fuck they want then. All of them.
And, if they ever finds out what I've been hiding round here won't be any come back.
Promise is a promise.
The Right Shadows (2025)
Steve Coel
Notes -
In 2015 I completed a series of MicroFlashFictions which I called 'The Tin Collector'.
Spontaneous, improvised short story ideas mainly...responses to the dull echo of a so called change in the local area...older people talked about the past and little else, younger people about an unknown, uncertain future...Promise is a Promise was an observation of a guy who would just sit all day among the bricks and demolished area behind the High Street...talking to himself...
Steve Coel
