The Original Snapshot - Shannon Skinner

Stoic Mt. Shasta

Surrounded by air clogged with smoke from a nearby smoldering fire.

Purple glaciers in an 8 o’clock sun that’s heading east.

A hillside glowing gold as Douglas firs draw near the grasslands.

A gamble with a digital tint on my shiny camera presents a new light and turns back time

to black and white.

If this were the original snapshot would the glaciers still be the size of a whisper?

Would they be large enough to shout?

Would the encroaching forests play a larger part?

Is the nearby fire the commonality with the original snapshot?

I am tormented with this argument in time.