Altoona, Oh Baboona!
Michael Gallagher On a recent trip from Youngstown, Ohio to Altoona, Pennsylvania (approximately 3 hours), I tried to capture the essence of an American road trip. Hence, the tollstop, the gas station,…
Why-o, why-o, why-o, did I ever leave Ohio?
After one day spent socializing with the Erglers, my mother’s side of the family, we returned to Youngstown, Ohio and proceeded directly to my father’s side of the family, the…
Sorry for the shakes
My hand was shaking a little with these pictures. I imagine due to the overwhelming amount of sugar in that Slurpy. I wanted to capture my own visage in the…
The 17th century equivalent of an R&B song
Andrew Marvell. 1621–1678 To His Coy MistressHad we but world enough, and time,This coyness, Lady, were no crimeWe would sit down and think which wayTo walk and pass our long…
Cold, o cold!
The dawn is cold here. I am most awake at dawn, looking outside for someone to share ideas with. As it stands, the dogs are my only company this time…
Vaster than ice bound empires
It is cold, so very cold.The angels in the architecture clamorfor the exhaust from the drier, billowing in clouds from the base of the basement wall. Family inside and mystery…
My house in the fall looks sturdy, deepening the…
My house in the fall looks sturdy, deepening the belief that my youth was impenetrable, transpiring between wood and concrete. The bushes in the front represent a neighborhood bent on…