Fashion For Collapse
New content up at Fashion For Collapse. Poetry, Fiction, Photo Essay by Kristin Fouquet about a memorial walk. Grieving squatters who died in a fire.
I shared with Kristin that I have an admiration for squatters. I spent some time with a group in Germany and they not only took me in but told me about their lack of attachment to geography. Their ideas stayed with me for a long time. In the weeks of wandering that followed, I thought about ownership, possessions, how easily could I leave my life? At that time, pretty easily.
But then again, at that time, I had nothing to go back to. For a few weeks at least, I lived without the worry and weight of the future. It is an indescribable feeling that I would never have again.