House hunting
By day – a dog sniffs the carpet,
Prospective tenants count
The closets and peer into cabinets.
Everything is a veneer,
Everything is fireboard, hollow core,
Nothing is real.
After dark kids sneak in with bottles of
Colt 45 and Johnny Walker.
They are drawn to the stained mattresses,
To the sky blue plush pile in the master bedroom.
They bring a boom box for half an hour
Or two breathe life into the place.
A.M. Homes
Todd Hido's photographs from foreclosed homes series are in the mentioned Volume's Bootleg Edition for the Urban China: Informal Cities.
His web site here.
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