Only through the train window is the idle backhoe / figurative, do electrical transformers astride / the fine and dwindling farmland pause / spellbound in their march toward the lakeshore. / / At Oakville’s irritable limits, hills of scrap aluminum glitter / like a picnic ground in heaven. No...

Security contractor / is the term preferred / by a growing industry / of private actors who, / at the sharp end of conflict, / aren’t kidding ourselves / about the economy. Money / / is a country I can take with me. / I walk through the battlefield / as through my home town, / fully real...