From the author, Taya Poworoznyk:
"There was a time in the spring of 2024 when I noticed that Halifax—a city I had lived in and loved my whole life—was living and breathing all on its own. I don’t know when it started. I was walking in the streets and suddenly I heard it: everywhere, the clang of machinery, the inhale of an excavator picking up dirt, the chatter of hammers and nails. I became obsessed with these sights and sounds, and with them, the idea that our city was constantly killing and rebirthing itself. This was when I wrote The Verge of Collapse. I fixated on the mechanical image: these tall structures looming over us, whose thoughts we cannot discern, indifferent to our confusion, frustration, or awe. Each one a monolith amongst the downtown sky. Nova Scotia is #2 in cranes per capita across the entirety of North America. What are we building? And what does it mean to live in this perpetual state of flux? "