matt warren / backyard woods, glouster, oh (may '11)
Editing work from earlier this year, all wrapped up and trying to keep warm in my new apartment in Concord. Its on the third floor and on a busy residential street. I don't have a yard.
Matt lived on that little compound that the McKees claimed on that first bend on Town Street in G-Town. Three houses pressed up together that spilled toys, broken lawnmowers, four-wheelers on to a hill behind the house that stopped abruptly at a creek bed. A couple heavy wooden trusses connect it to these woods. They seemed endless.
Blankets and shawls pale in efficacy compared to memories to walking out the door and being nowhere and everywhere. Desperate for Ohio times.