Idaho burning

So much ash in the air. It settles on the black of my bike seat, finds its way through my¬†screen and covers my sheets with grit. My eyes sting, I wake up congested every morning. I sleep in because the red haze seems like dawn. The Northwest is burning. The rain doesn’t help because itContinue reading “Idaho burning”

Carve our name in hearts into the warhead

I watched the classic zombie movie Dawn of the Dead last night, and was somewhat surprised to discover that, far from being a horror film, it is actually a semi-utopian romance. The fact that two of the four main characters end up as zombies is somewhat immaterial. After brief purging of the slow-as-snails undead andContinue reading “Carve our name in hearts into the warhead”