[Written in January 2008 for a literary website, devoted to self-portrait and writing, that would seem to have gone offline. Putting it here.]
Nine flights of stairs through the parking garage and out into wind-swept streets. Two thirds of a mile
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One day melds into the next. I sleep fitfully, wake late, write nothing for days on end. I stare at the screen, get up, get more coffee, fall asleep drinking coffee.
We walked into the hills three days ago, my gaze turned sullen inward. Ceanothus
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Snow remains this afternoon, thin glazed patches underneath the junipers. Ravens fly in pairs through the Western Mojave sky. A pair approaches, not seeing us behind a stand of juniper and Joshua. First one and then the other double-takes, stumbles
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In the evening of October 1, two days before the deadline for public comment on the Draft Alternatives Working Paper for the Southern Nevada Supplemental Airport Environmental Impact Statement, I left the little house I am renting in the Ivanpah
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