Documentary Fiction Photography - Steve Coel
Machine Muted
Here -
Where...cracker jack bucket fire is street parked alongside guilty night time dog walking..
Where...laddered conversation is machine muted..
Where...rusty girdered security newspaper string hats hide and shelter..
Where...painted nightmares reflect pub door stumbling and grumbled farewell..
Where...bitter enjoyment breaks up shadowed days..
is the place language comes to die.
Steve Coel
