Vampire

So while I’m backing up my personal photos on a new computer, iPhoto is replaying my life in reverse chronological order, and all the good things I love are gradually taken away from me. Iris and Orion grow smaller, then vanish; Bismarck becomes a puppy and vanishes; eventually even Jenny disappears.

Then I enter a haunted era full of empty rooms and vistas.

I bought my first digital camera just as my first marriage disintegrated ca. 2000. The first pictures I took were of the trembling ruins of my old life. I have long since excised every photo containing my ex-wife from my iPhoto library. That marriage happened but somehow it never appears on film. Maybe I married a vampire.