The Jews could come back to Spain and women voted in Swiss elections. I hoped we would all be together for Christmas. I followed the year to the hillside as the crow flew up to pull the thorns over a wretched font in the ruined places of Prague, Chicago, Paris, Mexico… Remembering the American’s dog that found me in a ditch that morning and guarded me until I woke and I knew I had befriended Cerberus, despite my feet raised from birth by Lewis Mumford’s Andean suburb. By ( Duncan Mcgibbon )