Marsh. Swamp. Wetlands. Wildlife refuge. The road is low, flat, and straight. What roads in the desert and roads through the marsh have in common is that engineers saw no need to follow any contours of the land. You see either your destination, the horizon, or the next turn ahead as far as your eyes will focus. As I get closer to the Gulf, I swear I can hear rust forming on this (well-maintained) steel frame. Even the humidity has a saline taste. The air is thick like a mid-aughts poem that can’t help but use the word gauzy. Like […]