John Macker

After ten years away the old ground looked about the same. Exposed bedrock of red sandstone and limestone, juniper-piñon woodlands. Oak brush, pads of prickly pear, claret cup and hedgehog cactus with their explosive yellow blossoms.

“You are there, almost, without a name, without a body, go now.”                                         ⸺Juan Felipe Herrera    1. Pass the exhausted prayer flags after a day of fiendish wind and no grace.  2. Find true north on your compass and locate the crossroads where I’ve shredded the most debilitating of my regrets.  3. If you’re