<p>Drinkin’ rye and water with Grandma. Guns in False Creek. Frat boy homies from the North Delta ghetto. Samuel L. Jackson. Phantom Lord &amp; Metallica. A kid who’s got the hots for his mom…</p><p><i>Hunh?</i></p><p>That’s right. It’s all here in this collection of immediate, lean and visceral short fiction from Clint Burnham.</p><p>Praise for <i>Airborne Photo</i>:</p><p>'A stack of hot Manwiches with hardboiled ingredients and a strong aftertaste for the steely constitution...' (Lynn Crosbie)</p><p>'Burnham's prose has the goods on a lower mainland most people are glad not to know.' (George Bowering)</p><p>'an unsettling, diamond-sharp book of tiny stories that should be couriered to every doe-eyed, poverty-fetishizing liberal in the country.' (<i>This Magazine</i>)</p>