For Mary Macdonell who encourages me to write in English
I wander the streets of Toronto all morning, thinking of moving yet again. I lean against a wall, weary, and feel the urge to cry out: “I’m tired of starting over!"
which footprints are mine?
published in Notes from the Gean, Vol 3:1, June 2011
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