We were children in that July when the Doctor Gipsy came to visit. He arrived behind the wheel of a white Imperial automobile that reflected a sky of tangerine and blue . He wore a smooth hat, a Stetson, and a fine worsted suit, maybe charcoal flannel, with a vest and a black foulard tie […]
Read More The Doctor GipsyThere be two trains running and you know it’s not for fun. Mistaken identity Border town bulbs burn 3 a.m. Estrella suena .38 Buckled leather Forged visas fingered “Quando dinero muchacha?” Estrella suena Cottonwoods unleash their seed along the creek In the canyon Burros choke their lust. For christ’s sake keep your hips still. Don’t […]
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Gone West 