Your Blind Reporter

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.