We are in Needle Park and I am cold. I’m always cold, even in October. Maybe this has to do with the way the sun rises over my house, sort of in a sloppy diagonal. The cat and I sit in the backyard to thaw out in the early afternoon. Blonde cockroaches live in...
Photo by City of Albuquerque / CC BY-NC 2.0 I saw a man shapeshift into a coyote. It happened at the part of the trail that bends closest to the river, you know, by the burned clearing with the white tree trunk and everyone’s initials in ash. The man squatted naked in...
