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Fingernail Moon (Pain and Glory)

Fingernail Moon (Pain and Glory)

Toronto-Shore Leave I.A week ago, I drove through the night in a rental car it took me 15 minutes to figure out how to turn on. Eventually, my high beams tunneled through the darkness, their outer radius revealing dense forest, small, sleeping towns and the thick...

From a Cabin Window (Making Motion Pictures)

It gets so you don’t know whether you’re coming or going. We’re doing four back to back trips from Duluth to the Canadian Soo, hauling iron ore bound for the furnace at Essar Steel. We’re expecting some bad weather and have made provisions for such. On my watch the...

A View From The Lake at Sunrise

A View from The Lake at Sunrise (Windsor, Ontario to Green Bay, Wisconsin) Faced with worsening weather, old sailing ships’ crews would reduce canvas aloft and set about securing the decks above and below, hurriedly lashing any loose items before the gathering storm,...
The Wealth Distribution Blues #19

The Wealth Distribution Blues #19

(For John Prine) Like the poordon’t have it bad enough,this virus seems tobe singling them out.And they’re re-openingPotter’s Field,and the Blacks and Hispanicsdon’t stand a chance. If you’re froma shit hole countrythen you’re doubly screwed.‘Cos for oncewe have the...
Souvenirs-Remembering John Prine

Souvenirs-Remembering John Prine

John Prine died today. Or maybe yesterday, I don’t know… I first heard him at the student union bar at my university in North London. I worked there and the bar manager, Tom, had a friend who was a punk from Northern Ireland. He saw that I liked country music and...
Daisy and the Devil on Chandler’s Row

Daisy and the Devil on Chandler’s Row

She said she saw the devil, in the vacant lot on Chandlers Row. ‘It’s true mummy,’ she said tearfully as she kicked off her shoes in the front hallway and shucked her book bag on the living room floor. ‘He had a funny hat. And his smile wasn’t nice it was mean. And...

Old Friends Revisited

Green Bay, Wisconsin to Duluth, Minnesota Tom Weafer was an old colleague of my dad’s. They worked for the Ontario government. Both were new to the country. Tom was from Ireland. He was a little older and had been in Canada a bit longer and my father looked up to him....