SASKATOON AT THE END OF JUNE Just outside the zone the tourist map describes as downtown there’s a giant pile of some commodity that recently was underground. Gravel, road-salt, potash, coke? Giant piles stand out in this geography. The wind, though strong, is temperate that drives the grit on Twentieth against my cheek and then […]
Brent Raycroft | GHOST
GHOST That hearing of footsteps just that once when I was young— the screen door first, then linoleum, then carpet, then a pause then footsteps again, returning, carpet, linoleum, door, but no one coming or going no one crossing my view where I waited, turned in my chair, to see— could just as easily have […]