Today’s prompt is kindly provided by Nikki Magennis:
A couple of summers ago I was pregnant and house-hunting frantically. We looked at a lot of places, including this really neglected old place. It seemed to have been left quite hurriedly. Riddled with damp and sagging walls and full of old, tired furniture and odd left-behind items. The only modern thing was a recently installed, state of the art video surveillance door answering thing, with a screen in the bedroom upstairs, so that the person could see who was at the front door without getting out of bed. There was a bare mattress and, on the cabinet, this pile of gilt-edged bibles. I couldn’t understand why someone needed so many bibles.
I took a lot of photos, ostensibly to consider buying the house, but really just because I’m nosy and I like to construct stories from the remnants of people’s lives. What I would like you to consider is lifelines – what we rely on when we’re incapacitated. What we use to comfort ourselves, to connect ourselves to the outside world. What do you hope will save you?
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Let the Wild Poeming Being!