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We lose our culture, we turn into a rock. We lose our language, we die. Think about it: A rock is nothing more than a song that’s frozen. All the vibrations that once came together seize and harden and simply… Continue Reading →
I have no doubt that the story of opiate addiction in Northern New Mexico is a ghost story. The ghosts of our ancestors and the ghosts of lost land haunt the region and cast shadows that I believe we either… Continue Reading →
I don’t usually wake up on Saturday morning pissed off about an idea. But, this particular Saturday, I find myself angry and I haven’t even taken off my pajamas. I can’t for the life of me get through to people… Continue Reading →
