Photos from my retro photo album titled: Colorado, August 2007.
I remember taking these photos. I was alone driving Colorado’s back roads from nowhere to somewhere. I don’t know who lived in these houses, but ghosts live in them now.
Today, only wind knocks on their abandoned doors. In modern cities, air is something one breathes, but in ghost towns, air is something one searches for. It is as though the air hanging over a ghost town is the same air that was once breathed by those who lived there long ago, and that air is incredibly spent. What little life is left in the atmosphere slowly decays along with the last breaths of all the rotting buildings. Air weighs heavy over ghost towns like a hangover unable to get out of bed.
Once inside, you must be careful where you walk, for most floors at ghost towns lead to the bottom floor.
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Krista Marson 