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The past several mornings, the spring winds have receded and begun to give way to summer fogs. The thick fog heralds the arrival of my...

Somewhere in the universe, a star is exploding – casting its interior of fused elements outward, into the void, the raw material of...

Memories of the red rock plateau fringe my dreams. The vast openness of Wikatata, the haunting kivas and cliff dwellings of Tyuonyi. ...