SPACE

My 1st time at the Ducor...

My brain had been scarred with way too many images

Visual, Depicted, Moving things

Of the war

The War

It was the reason for everything

Creeping through the bulleted skeleton

Darkness slowly sneaking in over the city

Yet here I was on a field trip to where

No where’s land, a true relic of a war zone

I’m pretty sure I’ve seen shots being volleyed back and forth from this site

Careful steps up, Careful steps down

Emptied luxury rooms

Emptied living spaces

Emptied war spaces

A skeleton with so many histories etched over it

Sacred spaces

Former inhabitants

Squatters, the word that makes it clear they weren’t welcome

Were they ever?

Most of the ones who enjoyed this space in it’s heyday got away

It’s OK

I guess

The war is over now

Finally at the top, I exhale into fresh air all these thoughts

All these emotions

I stare into the distance

Over the beautiful city

I join the others in their squatting séance

We drink wine and snack on plaintain chips

Some Pringles…

There was talk of the best podcasts

Later, I was reminded the roaches were there with us too

Tough critters

Freda Koomson

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