When choosing the object that encapsulates migration the best to me my manicure set comes to mind This simple leather case with nail scissors and file I got it when I was an adolescent more than three decades ago Of all the objects, big and small, that follow me around obediently daily, yearly, aside from frozen mementos of moments long finished, long frozen – the smooth leather case has come out almost clockwork more than 500 times, 1,000 who knows to cut a nail, trim an agnail file a rough surface smooth which I cast into the bin or slips onto the floor, in the carpet whisked away in a vacuum cleaner or hiding in some corner little clippings of keratin, powder and DNA cast off to furnace, landfill, accumulating, waiting as I, degraded move on with my manicure set


