Fiction
Passage
Interstate Scene 9: Maps of the Arctic give me vertigo. All that blank bright land feels like leaping off a rooftop.
Radioactivity
Interstate Scene 8: I scroll down the dial in search of the midnight call-in shows, those carrier waves of national rumor and patchwork theory.
Fires
Interstate Scene 7: Headlights and taillights shimmered, their drivers hopped up on coffee and talk radio.
The Comfort Lounge
Interstate Scene 6: It was a run-down joint where time stood still and probably slid backward.
Dehydrated
Interstate Scene 5: The desert’s silence was hell on my tinnitus.
A Matter of Degrees
Interstate Scene 4: Lose enough faith, and you might forget how to live.
Dangling Shoes
Interstate Scene 3: Some Americans like to tie a pair of shoes together and toss them at a power line or a tree branch until they catch and hang.
The Corners of the Ceiling
Interstate Scene 2: When she was a little girl, she would watch the darkness in her bedroom.
Folk Religion
Interstate Scene 1: Maybe you’ve heard the stories, the baroque theories on late-night radio or the soliloquies of sunburnt men who mutter at the traffic.