Sent to the corner shop
to buy empanadas and pan dulce,
Isabella, wandering home through wild city streets,
is suddenly arrested by a wall of graffiti:
the colourful glyphs reach out and trap her
and in that tangle of symbols she is wound
into a tight cocoon of memories,
like a fly in a spider’s web:
“this is just the city…
this is my city”, her mind insists,
but her body is manacled
by glittering phallic symbols
and secret signatures of dread…
When she breaks free
and runs at last through her front door,
her body is the same as always,
but in that tangle of blue suggestions
there is something very different in her head…
Arts for the 21st Century