Barrel Racing & the Infinite Kansas Sky

“Happiness lies beyond the clouds, Happiness lies up above the sky…” Kyu Sakamoto, English translation of song Sukiyaki. The announcer’s voice boomed over the gentle hum of cicadas in a nearby grass flat. “Alright folks, let´s get started…” I perked up my ears, licking barbecue-sticky fingers. Dozens of horses—pebble grey, cappuccino, cloudy white—whinnied and rustled in the Read More …

Pozas Azules: My Bedlam Baptism

“Let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious.” Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums. “Just follow the road to Ixcateopan,” the old lady said, flipping blue-grey tortillas on a smoking road-side griddle. “Don’t worry. You’ll find it.” I could barely pronounce it, much less find it. Barely a mile Read More …