Moisture gets in everything: the bricks nearest the ground store it up, thirsty shapes, like the chalk that drinks blue dye to make a scientist’s point. The garage wall glares at me, property that continues to do its work, for now, even as it courts its...
A McDonald’s birthday party. Ice cream cake included and red cardboard crowns that turn us into signs in photos. Happy and bearing our brands across time. It was a treat then, clamoured for: the shaker fries in a paper bag, milkshake flavours for a limited time....
For M.W. There’s one intelligence that lays a path and another that, seeing the lay of the ground, goes another way. The first deliberates and spaces, has men at its command to implement its vision. The other sees mainly a goal, directs its steps more directly,...
