Postcards from the Edge

Here are some pics from my weekend trip to northern New Mexico or, reasons to visit.


View from a road between Christ in the Desert Monastery and O'Keefe's Ghost Ranch.

View from inside the church at the monastery.

From the Rio Grande Gorge bridge, near Taos (there's a scene from Natural Born Killers that was filmed here).

DH Lawrence memorial.

View from the Lawrence ranch.

Road to nowhere.

Things you find when lost that don't make you feel any better.

My dot

Everyone is moving around. I see the dots on the map. Mine is Black Mountain, NC--even though that is half an hour from where I am right now. I see Michael's and Carmen's and Amelia/Jack/Rebecca's and I see Jack's in the valley dot and I see Sarah and Bearden on opposite ends of the country. I just want to know where you each are. Emotionally, creatively, physically.

I guess that is a weirdo question. Because I don't know how to answer it. I don't even know where I am. I busted out of Texas so fast, I feel like I don't recognize anything. I didn't know how to say goodbye, so I didn't. My house sold. I told the lady who bought it that Dago and Denis had been there and that Barry had stayed across the street. She listened, but I could tell she'd never heard of any of them. It felt haunted by us though, I'll tell you that. The emptier it got, the more I remembered our time there. North Carolina is pretty and it smells good. But I am not here yet. I'm here. But I'm off in the clouds. Running errands all the time.

I miss you. check in.

AGNI online

My story "City of Bridges" (formerly "Slanina in Prague"...sex, graveyard, ashes) has been accepted for publication on AGNI-online. Details TBA.