Read Photos Backwards; Backwards Photos Read

I was taking a walk yesterday and felt like being a cool poet or a beatnik (snap, snap). So I wrote a description of the photo with phrases that read both forwards and backwards. Wow...my high school english teacher Ms. Wolfe would be proud!

The Chicago wind pushes against you, walking down a street strewn with yellow leaves, torn by the traffic of hurried pedestrians.

The sun is sharp, light cuts an edge thru a nearby apartment building, as it lowers in the western sky.

There is no music muting the sound of the city, your chest is tight, the world weighing heavy on your mind.

Lifting your eyes towards the clouds, obscured by the nearly barren branches of a tree, what do you see?

You snap a photo on your phone, realizing everything has a story, about to leave the past behind.

The moment your realize everything happens for a reason, life doesn't move backwards, capture it while you can.

Capture it while you can, life doesn't move backwards, the moment your realize everything happens for a reason.

About to leave the past behind, realizing everything has a story, you snap a photo on your phone.

What do you see, obscured by the nearly barren branches of a tree, lifting your eyes towards the clouds?

The world weighing heavy on your mind, your chest is tight, there is no music muting the sound of the city.

As it lowers in the western sky, light cuts an edge thru a nearby apartment building, the sun is sharp.

Torn by the traffic of hurried pedestrians, walking down a street strewn with yellow leaves, the Chicago wind pushes against you.