dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Thursday, August 06, 2015


Yesterday: vegan sushi denied (the place was closed), went to Lake Roberts where we hiked and got bit by multitudes of mosquitoes, visited a hot, dim grotto with flickering candles and the smell of roses, read poetry while Ming mowed the lawn, visiting a man in a cob house who we were warned might be naked and saw his garden overrun with grasshoppers.

Verdict: New Mexico has a lot of grasshoppers.  I expected it to be sand and amazing rocks, but this part at least is very green.


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