Ghosts of Grass Here: It’s the katabatic winds coming down from the mountains hard like the love and the wrath of God. It’s the borealis that comes with the thirty below on the first of March. It’s the ghosts of grass and a million buffalo. It’s Red Crow and Joseph Smith and coyote songs and horseflies and a woman in a dress come up from the river, walking in her bare feet, carrying her sandals by their straps in her left hand.
Steve Passey is from Southern Alberta. he is the author of the collections Forty-Five Minutes of Unstoppable Rock (Tortoise Books, 2017) and Cemetery Blackbirds (Secret History Books, 2021) and many other individual things.
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