We Met in Chaco Canyon, New Mexico

Our campsites adjoining,the sounds of Nakai flutes a few tents away,hours after honking birdsgrazed the canyon’s scalp at sunset. We exchanged firewood theft technology. I said: "sneak in once they leave, grab as much as you can carry, charred logs burn faster"; talked Oregon; argued William Least Heat Moon and Kansas; discussed lost loves and … Continue reading We Met in Chaco Canyon, New Mexico