I spend nights alone, in a hotel room. Sometimes in a cabin in the mountains. The cabin in the mountains, they’ve done up so that it’s covered in deer prints and wolf prints and bear prints and plaid. Enamel crockery. Indoor hanging vines. Big picture window, so I can stand naked and cry before the …
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Tonight, I take a bath. Because the drain is broken still, a bath is its own labor. When I am done, I have to haul the water from the tub inside a bucket—trip after trip—until the tub sits empty. I have to weigh the cost. Tonight, it is worth it. Tonight, I take a bath …
I’m about to annoy the hell out of most of you. Personally, I don’t really care. Three hurricanes and an (at least) 8.0 Earthquake off the coast of Mexico. An entire Caribbean island has been wiped off the map. Thousands of homes are under water, or clogged by sands. This isn't the world I grew …
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There's a little sidestreet you can take that leads into an alternative dimension. A place that hasn't yet caught up with the rest of the world, or perhaps, that the world hasn't yet caught up with. A shanty-town village of rusting desert treasures and rusting desert people. It's called Sky Village Swap Meet, and it …
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The Wild Heart of Life 