I kick an old flyer onto the road. The wind blows it right back. Debris has conquered the streets -trash unleashed from ice like artifacts- as across the lawns the mounds of snow have melted down to last November.
Only after a dreadfully long winter is the sound of rain such fine music.
My Russian neighbour’s wife, she has a lot of heft to her and she wields it like a battle-axe in a field full of dead Scotsman. She likes to spend her time shovelling the snow and for reasons beyond my mortal grasp she will shovel the holy flying fuck out of everything in sight for […]
It was only -17C this morning but still I had to scrape off and warm up the car hopefully without stumbling this time and helplessly sliding down the sloped driveway screaming towards the merciless blade of the gigantic plow that marauds our street in these ridiculous hours because I once again forgot to purchase road-salt […]
It was -26C out. I had turned the key twice but my car wouldn’t start. It would just growl a little then die. I gave it a dirty look. It started. I drove across a city covered in ice as brittle as glass and snow turned hard as stone screaming along to a rap song […]