The Skylab Gallery is an alternative artspace at a loft in downtown Columbus, Ohio. One room remains bare–great for art exhibitions and performance art. The other room with its six huge windows and cushy sofas has the feel of a bohemian coffee shop–poetry reading heaven.
The evening I was there featured an electrifying performance by Adam Rose of Antibody Corporation
, a Chicago dance troupe, as well poetry readings (also juiced) by John M. Bennett, Wendy Lee Spacek, and myself. Many thanks to poet James Payne for inviting me.
After reading at Detroit’s Woodward Line, I headed for Columbus, Ohio, where I read at the fabulous Skylab Gallery.
I begin the account of my visit to Columbus with the humble yet beloved taco trucks that dot the city, dispensing Mexican street food: burritos, tacos, and–my favourite–chicken tamales in corn husks. There were two such trucks within a block of the apartment where I was staying. I had no idea that Columbus had a substantial Mexican population, almost 6% according to the most recent census. It’s the Mexican capital of Ohio.
This wasn’t my first encounter with the taco truck during a poetry tour. When I read in Chicago a few months ago, I happened to be at the right place at the right time when the Tamale Spaceship landed in the middle of downtown:
A queue quickly formed, and trusting the locals to know a good thing, I followed suit. It was worth it. The hot tamales warded away the chill Chicago wind.
Soon after I arrived in Columbus, Ohio, I discovered that I was surrounded by my favourite comfort food. I bundled up against the cold and walked a couple hundred feet over to Junior’s Tacos:
Three chicken tamales, accompanied by hot sauce and Robert Majzels’ *The Humbug Diet*. Heaven.
Now I’m back in Toronto, on the lookout for taco trucks.