By Richard James Allen
I am not sure if where you live
is a statement of intent.
It might be a statement of accident.
Like accidents of the light
reflecting between the eyes of two
soon no longer to be strangers,
followed by accidents of love
or accidents of fear,
and then accidents of birth
or accidents of death.
Don’t take for granted
your passports or your borders.
There are no insurance policies for
the accidents of history.
(Previously published in Colon, C., A. Gristwood, & M. Woolf, eds. (2018): Globalization, Civilization, and Their Discontents, CAPA: The Global Education Network, Boston, MA.)
Artwork by Kathryn Lamont.