Forest Haven (Laurel, MD) | things which are not

Study me then, you who shall lovers bee
At the next world, that is, at the next Spring;
For I am every dead thing,
In whom love wrought new Alchemie.
For his art did expresse
A quintessence even from nothingnesse,
From dull privations and lean emptinesse:
He ruin'd mee, and I am re-begot
Of absence, darknesse, death; things which are not.

- John Donne
from "A Nocturnall upon S. Lucies Day, Being the Shortest Day"

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Raccoon pawprints across the muck in a basement room in the hospital at the abandoned Forest Haven Developmental Center in Laurel, MD. Image and unattributed text by Matthew Christopher of Abandoned America.

Forest Haven is a chapter in my book, Abandoned America: Dismantling the Dream.
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