Abandonment

When entering the Lake Texcoco Ecological Park, one can see a map indicating what to find: a gym, children’s games, cabins, historic monuments, soccer, baseball, and volleyball courts, lakes, bike routes. One can also see a red dot indicating “you are here,” and in a corner, a Conagua logo. The park, located further inside, like a hidden ghost amongst the trees, lies in the middle of an ecological reserve, being a latent specter which, with the passing years, has been devoured by weeds and brush, invaded by snails and discolored by stagnant puddles of rainwater, by the sun, the air, and the salt coughed up from the ground. On both edges of the park’s roads, the light posts, each with a solar cell on top, watch over the perimeter like guardians of a land that no-one has treaded in years and which, at night, needs no artificial light. A cabin, painted in bluish gray, made of wood, built on stilts which lift it from the ground, completes now more than four years of solitary life. [...]