an hour or an hour and a half of an ...
plain food goes in to my mouth (and then other less poetic things happen) beer-ruined face ...
blundering along dusk
one-gun wonder under dumb sun you moody dude undone captain, take aim chains scrape and ...
wrecking new mexico
near santa fe along the new mexico two-lane my stomach threw itself apart in five pieces: ...
jets lost my luggage
montana air in vast cubes your cows says “meadow” jets shoot (wet jets from us) ...