nearly three years ago I wrote this post:
about the coming of Walmart to the next town over
at that time I had painted the painting below
trying to capture the beautiful forested ridge that would soon be spoiled
here it is today:
I went in looking for a bathroom rug.
Didn't find one and walked out without a single purchase.
Sadly happy for that.
This store is open 24 hours.
It was eerie to walk through a nearly vacant, buzzing blue lighted store.
Smelling newly minted plastic.
Hearing an arguing, hollow eyed, too skinny, too pale, too young couple (meth? heroine?)
Imagining a forest floor that once was.