Amelie Daigle

We got lost in the labyrinth at three in the morning. Wandered in, looked around, tried to wander out but, guess what, there is no way out of the labyrinth at three in the morning. When you get to the center you can sleep; until then you just wander and wander and wander till your feet ache and your legs burn and you cramp up everywhere and want to double over but three in the morning labyrinths are powerful and invasive and they loop in and around you till you hardly know what’s you and what’s alien and your entire body feels like a wound or a mistake and you just want to lie down but your mind goes on and on and on and it’s three in the morning and your thoughts haven’t thought themselves out yet and all of the night stretched out before you, mile after mile after mile.