Two Polar Bears Fall in Love
WASHINGTON, D.C. — When did you last think about Mad Max: Thunderdome? How Tina Turner, a gay icon, and Mel Gibson, a famous bigot, shared the same space and made a cult movie?
While We W(h)et Our Whistles
LAS VEGAS — A threesome, two of them friends, the other a significant other, together, discuss another who is absent, a mutual acquaintance, whose sins are catalogued, whose motives are impugned, whose reputation is dissected, who is said to be “manipulative as fuck.”
How to Be a Good Conversationalist
DURANGO, Colo. — I think it’s funny that everyone has a regular glass, but I am served the giant mug. I didn’t ask for a big glass. I didn’t ask for any size, but they gave me the big one. Even T has a little one. After one and a half beers, I’m pretty buzzed. I’m also exhausted from driving. It’s a pretty god-damn great feeling, to be honest. A delicious feeling. To be this tired, to drink a beer, to be in a strange place that feels far away from home. I feel very relaxed.
An Invisible Shivering Takes Place During Transformation
RICHMOND, Va. — A kettle filled with water boils in the background. If all the morning-glories in the world bloomed at the same time, they could not erupt with such contained violence.
A Fraction of the Conversations the Poet Remembers Having at Sin City Brewing
LAS VEGAS — The Poet arrives to find the bartender has just opened the bar. She is friendly, yet wary. After a short convo, she admits that everything is not alright, that her ex works in the same building and that sometimes she runs into him.
Courting the Imagination
MOUNT JOY, Pa. — This respite is an opportunity to hideaway for an hour. To be in each other’s company is our favorite pastime. With so few opportunities lately to enjoy it alone, this is a gift.
Baja Brewing and the Intervention of San Lucas
SAN JOSE DEL CABO, MEXICO — Tell people you’re going to Los Cabos, and they assume you’ll be sitting poolside at a resort, with a frozen cocktail in one hand and a magazine in the other.
A Yearning for Wild Yeast at the Arrowood Farms Brewery
ACCORD, N.Y. — Collecting yeast isn’t like tracking a wild animal. If anything, the process is less about capturing the yeast than receiving it.
On Our Way to the Pocono Mountains
BETHLEHEM, Pa. — We three unwise ones stop in Bethlehem. / Hurrah! Hurrah! We’re going to a wedding. / We stop at Fegley’s Brew Works. We drink a round of beers.
On the Ride Home, a Stop in Delaware
GEORGETOWN, Del. — Pictured here is a man with a case of beer on his birthday. He is on his way home after a weekend in Cape May, where he spent the weekend with his love.
Where He Learned to Say “Fuck”
CAPE MAY, N.J. — When she chose the destination as a birthday surprise, she chose well. He used to come here as a child. To the town, not the brewery. In fact, to visit the brewery is a corrective.
One of Many Baltimores
BALTIMORE — A place you can’t touch has a name, but it’s more an idea than a place. You can’t hold Baltimore in your hand, for instance. Not the way you can hold this glass of beer in your hand. You can’t taste Baltimore the way you can taste the beer in this glass.