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 …