ROOST Quieter now, the engines, the road work, the generator, cement truck, track layer, steam roller, pedestrians hollering over the chunking of bike gears, the colossal vents of the curling rink, goose communication, your slow stabs of thought, and a winter of crows above, a system settling in over heated laces of concrete, under darkening […]
Laurie D. Graham | DRIVING HOME
DRIVING HOME The extractive machinery scrapes away a wide, wide swath, an industrial-yard welcome. Buildings poke out of curved horizon, appearing as one in the distance, a tasteful sci-fi of dread. After a feeling of bush and home, recalling the warmth as a child of lights in the dark in the distance, of the city […]