Tuesday, 8 October 2013


"Someone had scratched the name Gabriel into the counter Formica, with the blade of a pocket knife held sideways from the look of it. Driver, found himself wondering during what incarnation of the diner that had happened, about the person who had done the carving & the story behind it - his name? A friend's or loved one's? Thinking too, about how we all struggle to leave markers behind, signs that we were here, that we passed through. How imprints like this & like the fanciful tags on walls and building & overpasses, were urban equivalents of cave paintings."

James Sallis

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