First, we’re expelled from the garden, then 
slavery, the ten plagues ...

Change your name. Change your clothing. Change your habits and your commonplace routines. Change the routes you use to move across the city’s warp and weft and change the many tools with which you lay your hands on such conclusions as you may.

In Fredericton, we climbed buildings we ate Chinese in the valleys of elementary school roofs, me spitting out the oil