Once, in
London
I found myself at Westminster Abbey and standing by the gates as the Queen was going in.
As I walked through the crowd people stepped out of my way because of my white cane—and so of course I kept walking toward the sound of bells.
Here is the truth of the matter: the queen of
England
has flat feet. I heard how she walks.
The bells of the abbey and the stubborn feet of royalty make a strange syncopation I tell you.
The queen’s feet were like wet bread and the bells made a music of stars laughing because stars over London can laugh sometimes.
S.K.
Planet of the Blind 