Wordless Wednesday: Steelers Babies

When I was packing up the Christmas decorations, I cam across a box of stuff from high school.  Inside, were two books from a literary contest for the county that I won, and a literary magazine that I was editor for.  The box was ruined and the books were damaged.  I brought them down from the attic and ripped out my stories and poems and decided I would share them on here.  One that I wrote is about photography, so I thought today would be a good time to share it.

You don’t take a photograph, you ask quietly to borrow it.

Silently, stealthily poised

In the moment.

Don’t blink.

Maintaining a foothold on the Universe

Spinning aimlessly through outer space.

Dipping into a moment to stop time.

But does the action ever cease?

Only for milliseconds.

Forever frozen.

-Julia Y. Hess, 1994

Julia wants to live in a world where Hogwarts is real, dark chocolate is packaged with good books, and houses clean themselves. Until then, she is the divorced mom of twins, blogger, sometimes crafter, traveler, napper, cooker, snail mailer, geocacher, and corporate bean counter.