We strung tiny pink shells and tiny bronze bells from our nipples. The men wore headdresses, towering, tawny things, in blacks, oranges, and deep reds ( Read more... )

Sam's Juxtapose collage is pasted over The Peoples Bank logo on a giant binder, and put on display above the television. There's a mummified soldier with a dusty gas mask, and the blue breasts on a woman's body with blue sea creature stuck through her abdomen. The creature has a single horn and long feminine eyelashes. The blue woman wear the ( Read more... )

"By ingesting the heart of the creator, the peyote, they learn through prayer how to interact with the world around them ( Read more... )

Sam's Juxtapose collage is pasted over The Peoples Bank logo on a giant binder, and put on display above the television. There's a mummified soldier with a dusty gas mask, and the blue breasts on a woman's body with blue sea creature stuck through her abdomen. The creature has a single horn and long feminine eyelashes. The blue woman wear the ( Read more... )

Cait and I spent most of the night drinking Pinot Grigio in the jacuzzi, playing catch up on each other's life until our hands pruned and I had caught a serious buzz. We're leading very different lives, her and I. A Canadian city and a New Mexican mountain town. My neighborhood is a toy chest for new comers. Sculptures, earthships, a pyramid, an ( Read more... )

But there was a time when we had to walk. We walked until the soles of our feet became flat and our spines curved towards the nearest source of water. A weathered body is as good a compass as you may ever find, and ours pointed Southwest, forever Southwest...

It is within me to create. I am a thousand hand-written to-do lists ( Read more... )

We’ve found seven different kinds of flesh and fur. A silken canine shows underneath our panicked microscopes. The beasts have not been sighted, but my crew remains under the scrutiny of their quick, dark eyes and their sickly sweet breath. A fearful smell of deep lungs and blood thirst that suggests the creatures are settled very near. It is ( Read more... )

I got close enough to smell her body odor of cinnamon and wood smoke while she used the Xerox machine to design her tattoos. “My scribe holds a needle and asks if I expect myself to falter. It’s all randomness and sexuality.” I sat itching beside the jacaranda blossoms and waited with the gibbous moon. Eventually, she took me to the adobe bell ( Read more... )

They integrated themselves naturally, and in their new closeness began to speak in more harmonic bursts. New languages were born from the regional dictions and the inside jokes. Nicknames grew accents and consonants lost their strictness. It was no longer necessary to speak so clearly; intentions made themselves apparent in these days. Conversation ( Read more... )