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UNORTHODOX - Scary day hair
Vegas :. Tattoo - The Haunted
LOB - Taur pants
Badwolf - Evil goatee and eye patch
Badwolf - Ruthless rings
NIKOTIN - Cigarette bento
CuCa Designs - Haunted Hallway Backdrop
The Epiphany
Our big boy presenting his most scary roar - or is it a yawn? ;)
Bastian (mixed breed), 29.11.2021
Olympus OMD EM5 Digital Camera
Caithlin putting on her most scary face. The two fangs are all she has left...
Dushara Cathal Caithlin (Somali cat), 09.11.2021.
Olympus OMD EM5 Digital Camera
Rags putting on his scary face - more to come over the next days...
Dushara Tatters and Rags (Somali cat), 14.10.2021.
Olympus OMD EM5 Digital Camera
House on Highway 161, Aroostook County in northern Maine
Truly nothing was scary about this house. I passed it frequently driving on Highway 161 in Aroostook County, Maine. When I posted this image a friend exclaimed that it looked scary; thus the "scary house" was born.
April is National Poetry Month, a celebration of poets and poetry that's been in place for 25 years.
Last month, as the U.S. grieved over attacks against Asian Americans, NPR's Morning Edition collected poems on how people grapple with the increased violence and discrimination.
Over 500 listeners shared powerful, poignant poems — in the form of a list beginning with the word "today." They showcased fear, anger, empathy and motivation to make the world a better place.
NPR's resident poet Kwame Alexander took lines from the submissions to create a community poem, "Today, I Am A Witness To Change."
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To quote just a few:
Today I hesitate
for the first time, I wonder if I should stay home and not walk the neighborhood.
it's not the weather or the virus — the day is beautiful
Today
I'm frozen
Terrified.
I cannot hide
This skin
This hair
These eyes.
I see the punch, punch, punch of a community at war.
Today I am a witness.
I rush past the jeering white boys that say I brought corona to America.
My soul is wary.
Today, a video call full of empty boxes
Stares at me, apprehensively.
Students locked behind a screen
Their hearts and minds
Severed
From one another.
Today, the headlines say March Madness
Today, I don't watch basketball.
The madness is in the streets.
In broad daylight.
On the concrete sidewalks of New York.
In the silence of bystanders.
It's in the textbooks. The classrooms. The family dinners. The lies we tell.
Today the rain falls
and falls
and falls
and falls.
a silent tear from a weeping woman.
Today, I will say their names
I will cancel class and try again tomorrow.
That's a scary thought to commute to NYC nowadays for me, even I'm FULLY inoculated. :-(((
Calle Jaen is also known for has stories that will chill your bones. This street encloses scary stories about ghosts, elfs and a dead widower, who are claimed to have be seen by drunk people who wander there at night.
The sheer beauty of the Himalayan landscape at Tarey Bhir, add to that a minimal number of tourists make it worth visiting. At a precipitous height of around 10,000 feet in South Sikkim, Tarey Bhir is a gorgeous cliff overlooking the lower ranges of the Darjeeling and Kalimpong range of the Himalayas. Located in a small hamlet near Sadam. Unfortunately, it is rarely on the list of travellers who come visiting South Sikkim.
For some reason, it seems to me that those looking at the photo and reading its title (Scary beast) see a cheerful picture - after all, the chestnut, even bristling with thorns, is not at all scary.
In fact, when I looked at this chestnut through the viewfinder of the camera, it seemed to me that the eye of some gloomy monster, whose huge head did not fit into the frame, was looking at me with slightly opened eyelids.
Мне почему-то кажется, что смотрящие на фото и читающие его название, (Scary beast - Страшный зверь / страшное чудовище) видят веселую картинку - ведь каштан, даже ощетинившийся колючками, совсем не страшен.
На самом деле, когда я смотрел на этот каштан через видоискатель фотоаппарата, мне показалось, что на меня смотрит, приоткрыв веки, глаз какого-то мрачного чудовища, огромная голова которого не поместилась в кадр. 😱