POETRY

Ghosts Obscure Google Street View


Eerily, there’s one place where Empire lives on. As of 2017, you could still go to Google Maps Street View, drop a tiny avatar on Circle Drive, and wander around looking at parked cars and lawn furniture and folks watering their yards uninterrupted... 

—Jessica Bruder


I take Bruder’s invitation and zoom in

to Circle Drive. The satellite image 


of Empire, Nevada, dates back to 2009 

(less than two years before the town shut down 


in December). Economists cite a simple 

supply and demand curve: Demand 


wasn’t high for what Empire made 

anymore, but Google casts the town


in spring light. In May of ‘09, the days 

grow long enough to fool us into thinking 


that time is on our side. A click trip 

to this ghost town compels me to test 


how unreliable memory can be. 

When I type the address of my childhood 


home, numbers on the side confirm the spot 

like a marker on a grave. Familiar banana leaves 


frame the building’s face, but when I click 

around the corner, they disappear. A silver 


Prius replaces my dad’s Mustang on the street. 

Back in Empire, a father parks his truck 


on Circle Drive, next to a child’s toy car. 

The satellite image blurs the front yard, 


as though to cover a soul. Could they see 

what was coming? When my father worked 


for Aerospace, little did he know 

what headlines would say in December 


of  ’98: Boeing Raises Layoff Target to 53,000.

On street view, I look through the second 


story window where my dad cursed God. 

On street view, I circle the memory 


of a mining town. Time is cruel in winter, 

when a plant manager must break the news.



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About the author

Joanne Mallari holds an MFA from the University of Nevada, Reno, and she served as the 2019 Nevada Humanities Poet in Residence. Her debut chapbook, Daughter Tongue, is available from Kelsay Books.