The days are passing quickly and are almost gone. To the many ancestral artifacts at my 99-year-old dead aunt’s house, I now add the fully loaded semi-automatic rifle I found two nights ago in a closet, oh yeah: a 1965 Marlin Model 989 .22 caliber carbine with a walnut stock and a seven-round magazine, tucked [...]
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Where to begin? The way I was raised and taught to be a paranoid sonofabitch, or how God, the fates, whatever compelled me into confrontation with my shadow? Let’s just see, shall we? My 99-year-old Aunt Mary finally shed her mortal coil on April 1 up in Maine, a long way from Taos and another [...]
This phase of our lives is over.* Funny how everything still looks the same and yet you know and that feels good. It ended some time ago, actually, but here as nowhere else I’ve been, the seasons dominate. 20 below zero? Okay, throw some more piñon in the wood stove and leave the dust bunnies [...]
“Take a good long look, son. Let it burn down deep and find a home inside. In a few days you’ll be staring out the window at a wall of green. Maybe even the ocean, too.” Wait, what?! Who said that? Oh no. It’s true! I have to go to Maine. I’ve known for years [...]
Yesterday around the time I took this shot, there was a phone call from someone at my brother’s bank in Tucson. He was standing there in front of her, unable to cash the $100 check I’d just sent him so he could get the tire on his motor scooter fixed and drive to the grocery [...]