Imprints

Our Life After Detention group went out with a camera, to find the alphabet in the street. Gry wrote the words.

Imprints: on pavements, on walls, letters unseen unless actually looked for – like folks in or just out of detention. Invisible to most. Stood on, walked over, passed by.  Yet we also make our mark. Arriving.Anticipation.Anxiety was the worstBeginningsaw the barbed wire firstBelittledwaiting for your turn.

In court

felt your stomach churn

 ArrivingCasual, unaffactedThat’s a façadeAnxietyand a heart of jadeAnger, aggressionFeeling tainteddesperation