Wonders of New Mexico (Part 2)
Chewed up, spat out and sanctified
The weather in New Mexico is a child with a hammer, rambling and curious, innocent of its own capacity for destruction. The early morning light is sometimes so clear you can see right through your muted everyday face to the ones you save for sex, or rage, or even joy. Seeing yourself exposed that way is shocking but liberating. It might be why so many p…
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