The way we etch ourselves into the Earth again and again through a snaking queue, bound by these familiar ropes and poles. Here are some festive (Comm Games) barriers erected at Glasgow’s Queen St Station. Stick to ducking the queue barriers while we can, while we are small enough…wanted to print up a tiny poem to line the pathway along these barrier ribbons so you’d read
” the both of us are rocking in the grin of our choices “
whilst taking a turn…maybe one day.