a walk through texts
"We woke up early, walked
down the old grey street
. There'd been rain
before which had cleaned the surface dirt
from the windows
and concrete, leaving a false
. I breathed in, charged. The air
"Something's gonna happen
, "Thom said.
," I replied.
It felt like we were the first people
to ever do anything, that the simple
act of us walking
down the street
, naming the action, this is walking
, it's a brand new thing, isn't it amazing?"
Maya Merrick, Sextant
, Montreal: Conundrum Press, 2005, 149.