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Overview
As concise as a poem and as sweeping as an epic novel, Apocalypse, Darling explores the intersection of American traditional and self-invented social identities and the destruction and re-greening of industrial cityscapes. Borich asks: can toxic landscapes actually be remediated and can patriarchal fathers ever really be forgiven? In a political climate where Borich is forced to daily re-enter the toxic wastelands she thought she'd long left behind, Apocalypse, Darling is an urgent collision of broken spaces, dysfunctional affections, and the reach toward familial and environmental repair.
Product Details
ISBN-13: | 9780814254622 |
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Publisher: | Ohio State University Press |
Publication date: | 01/30/2018 |
Series: | Machete |
Edition description: | 1 |
Pages: | 120 |
Product dimensions: | 5.40(w) x 8.30(h) x 0.40(d) |
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Wasteland Oasis
Indiana 2008
If we were to arrive at this wedding by helicopter here’s what we would see.
An expanding patch of unnatural green. Neon green. Denial-of-impending-annihilation green. An over-bright amoeba, surrounded by the stacks of Northwest Indiana. Windowless steel mills, smoke spume, ground that appears as if the skin has been scraped away, a rusty, gouged tableau, wasteland gray interrupted by the peacock blue painted exterior of U.S. Steel Gary Worksas if someone in charge had consulted with a home decorating guru. Shall we try blue, Darling? Costume-party, feather-boa blue? Blue to accent these badlands that would stretch all the way to forever, except for the khaki bumper of Lake Michigan.
This decimated plain, punctured by the green of the golf course, is where my father-in-law, age seventy-five, is about to wed his long-lost, newly found, pinkly smiling, high school sweetheart, in the presence of middle-aged children who would not exist if this father, and this mother, had married each other the first time they were in love.
Byway, Skyway
Illinois/Indiana 2008
Of course we don’t arrive by helicopter. Linnea and I fly from Minneapolis to Chicago, then drive the rest of the way to her father’s wedding.
The quickest way to get to the communities lining the Indiana Dunes from downtown Chicago is via the byway of the sky. The western entry to the Indiana Toll Road is an elevated highway built on a scaffolding that laces into the far Southeast Side, a steel filigree supporting the highway up and over the old steel workers’ city. Even knowing what’s ahead, the highway inclining under the wheels of the car as it passes through the toll gate, the signage making clear that this is the exit onto the SKYWAY, it’s still not immediately apparent that this is not just a road but a bridge breaking into open air, so then a shock, the way first the old East Side port and then downtown Gary open beneath us, a pictorial centerfold. Gary is a splay of old-century granite stitched together by the steel docks and bridge girders, contained by the jade release of Lake Michigan, cleaner now than when I was a girl, capped by the granulated blue of a mill-punctured sky.
Linnea is driving. I slap her on the shoulder as the Skyway rises over the centerfold. I hadn’t expected we’d motor into such familiar and unfamiliar cleaving. We are driving toward a gathering of her side of the family, but driving through the Old Country of mine.
When I was teenager I often ended up on the Skyway by accident, veering onto the wrong exit south from the Loop, usually late at night, my car full of friends, likely drunk or high, when the yellow streetlights cast a dingy pall over the toll bridge gates, suggesting the gateway into Hell or at least Purgatory. Once you enter the Skyway in south Chicago there are no exits until Hammond, Indiana, so those lit-up CHICAGO SKYWAY letters over the toll plaza caused my stomach to tighten. Where am I? Do my friends think I’m a bad driver?
How do I get off, out, home?
By comparison, on this June afternoon, the sky could not be a crisper blue. I could stay in this hanging moment forever, Linnea’s steady, square hands clutching the steering wheel, the windows rolled up so as not to muss my shoulder-length hair I’d so carefully flat-ironed in her sister’s bathroom, back on the shinier side of the city where we’d spent the night, my chest, overexposed in my low-cut sundress, goose-pimpling in the breeze of the air conditioning, the Skyway incline out and over, the spread of old avenues opening, hail forgotten city, full of grace.
I almost forget we have someplace to be.
Table of Contents
Part I Mixing Memory with Desire
Wasteland Oasis, Indiana 2008 3
Byway, Skyway, Illinois/Indiana 2008 4
His Not Daughter, Minneapolis 1987 6
Trouble, Chicago 1985 8
Best Man, Indiana 2008 10
Pink Lady, Minneapolis 2008 12
Swede in Our Shower, Minneapolis 1995 16
What's Present in Time Future I, Chicago 2015 17
Annihilation Pending, Minneapolis 1988 18
Visible Grace, Calumet, Illinois/Indiana 1950-present 20
Enter the Chapel, Indiana 2008 21
Part II In Which Sad Light
The Cruelest Month, Post-Industrial North 2008 25
Dune-ality, Indiana 1977 27
The Apocalypse, Darling, Interior Landscapes 1959- 29
The Bee-U-Tee-Full Old Country, Indiana 2008 30
Women's Work, North Suburban Chicago 1988 33
Swedish Italian, New Jersey/Michigan/Illinois 1960s 35
Don't Ask Don't Tell, Interstate 1980-2008 36
The Children's Crimes, According to the Father, as Imagined by the Daughter-in-Law He Does Not Acknowledge, Minneapolis 2008 38
What's Present in Time Future II, Chicago 2015 40
The Violet Hour, Indiana 2008 41
Part III Nothing with Nothing
The We Who, Indiana 2008 45
Unreal City, Minneapolis 1987-Yesterday 47
Lilacs Out of a Dead Land, Indiana 2008 49
Laquearia, Indiana 2008 51
O City, City, Minneapolis 2007 53
BurningBurning, Illinois or Indiana Mill Country, 20th or 21st Century 55
The Tattoo Merchant, Inside an Inaccurate Indiana Fantasy 2008 57
The Golf Course Nuptials, as Imprecisely Recalled with Undisguised Bias, and without Approval from Her Spouse, by the Daughter-in-Law the Groom Has Not Yet Acknowledged, Indiana 2008 59
Part IV What the Water Said
Shantih, Indiana 2009 65
Part V Fragments Against Ruins
Post-Nuptial, Indiana Golf Course 2008 71
Post-Apocalypse, The Rain, Indiana 2008 74
Post-Mortem, Re-Migrations 2008 76
Post-Traumatic, These Fragments We Shore 2008 79
What's Present in Time Future III, Chicago 2015 81
Post-Photographic, The Photographer's Reformation 2008 82
Post-Industrial Dunes, Memory and Desire 1976 and Now 84
Notes on the Text 87
Acknowledgments 91
About the Author 93