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Saturday, February 4, 2012

Washroom Scripture and Crossroads

So, I have a bit of a confession to make. I have this strange fascination with public restroom graffiti. Yes, I realize the kind of judgment that is about to befall me in uttering that statement, but it makes me wonder how many great minds conceived of their most brilliant work while doing their business. Go on and scowl! I think its a perfectly valid point. Perhaps it is a lost art... 
Anyhow, my ceaseless curiosity got the better of me and I decided to begin chronicling my discovers by including them in a new photo series, Washroom Scripture. Now, I'll have you know I usually carry my camera with me - I don't just bring it along to snap pictures of public bathroom ramparts! In fact, the contents of the series will not be isolated to powder room stalls (though the more entertaining examples tend to be found there). Basically, the series consists of words written on walls, doodles on school desks, and general wise words scribbled in mundane places. Hopefully they will make you laugh and make you think.     























I've also included my short poem "Crossroads". 
Male students dorming on the campus of SUNY Purchase in Crossroads building might have found this written on the wall of the floor bathroom. That is, if they haven't defaced it by now.   


Crossroads

Graffiti and gallantry
In a bathroom stall
Bible verses and Buddha blurbs
Written on the wall
Rub me away with sandpaper or a new coat of paint
I could be some futureless student or a new world saint
Cold tile beneath your toes
And a rosy ring around your cheeks
Flush away the gluttony of yesterday
With little care for the words I preach 

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