There's a little park downtown, brick walkways, a fountain, grassy landscaping. It takes up half a block.
There are partial metal arches, maybe ten feet high, black steel, intentionally left behind from whatever structure was there before. Because this town likes its history and we leave things like this behind.
Beneath one of these arches, the bricks are coming up. Every few months, half a dozen bricks are out of place. Loose and misaligned, so you can see the dry dirt beneath.
Then these are repaired. We walk over them, thinking nothing of it.
A few months later, the bricks are coming loose again. Same bricks. Always beneath this arch.
And I can't help thinking: something is trying to come through.
This was originally posted on Twitter on 1/23/19.
There are partial metal arches, maybe ten feet high, black steel, intentionally left behind from whatever structure was there before. Because this town likes its history and we leave things like this behind.
Beneath one of these arches, the bricks are coming up. Every few months, half a dozen bricks are out of place. Loose and misaligned, so you can see the dry dirt beneath.
Then these are repaired. We walk over them, thinking nothing of it.
A few months later, the bricks are coming loose again. Same bricks. Always beneath this arch.
And I can't help thinking: something is trying to come through.
This was originally posted on Twitter on 1/23/19.