Binary

Binary

He wore a slightly rumpled shirt, its placket buttoned off by one so a triangle of cloth flapped loose over his belt buckle. It struck me this was possibly a studied move meant to indicate joie de vivre. He set his coffee down with a clack, sat in the chair opposite...
Two Poems

Two Poems

  Give Thanks Cheerios & diapers: she scrapes the crust of dried peas from roughed-up Tupperware, eyes fixed on the nestless, squirrelless pines blocking the kitchenette window: can’t tell plane-drone from semi-drone from generator-drone, all engines summarizing...
The Ice Road

The Ice Road

Miles of nothingness       Across open frozen lakes Inuvik to Tuktoyaktuk       The Mackenzie River Parts of the Arctic Ocean       The distant oil rigs, World’s most desolate spot       Ninety grand in 3 months, Before the melt       A convoy of six trucks,...
Dracula In Crisis

Dracula In Crisis

            He recognizes his arrogant bravado is purely a self-defense mechanism; he’s been spending way too much time alone. Even those obnoxious Jehovah Witnesses haven’t knocked on his castle door in decades. The ancient coins bulging his pockets won’t work in any...
YALTA

YALTA

            The boardwalk on the beachfront was tacky, although that did not put me off from buying dirt-cheap earrings with my leftover rubles, but away from the tourists—including plenty of Russians— outside the city, in the hills, forests, spectacular and groomed,...