Keys, Shellfish, and Vikings (A Newfoundland Travelogue)

There was a blur preceding the steering wheel. I had been awake nearly thirty hours, with a toddler no less, and I was in and out of airport terminals and darkened airplane cabins from Alberta's sunset to Newfoundland's sunrise. There isn't a chance for me to do anything more than just sit in an airplane... Continue Reading →

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I Only Looked (James Bay, Victoria, B.C.)

There's a house that calls itself Superior somewhere near Menzies Street---   It's setback from the road, a cold huff stuck in its lungs and vines gnarled up the cedars that guard its Western false front---   Overgrown with weeds, maybe a missed paint job or two (goddamn sea breeze), it looked to me like... Continue Reading →

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