Vulture shadows glide over desert floor thumbing for Sonoran mysticism forests of cacti arms reaching skyward

Feet half frozen from a Flagstaff snow storm jagged ice sierra

Cardboard and inner tube I'd lined my shoes with in Albuquerque long gone tempted by white man's moccasins from a bowling alley picturing a caged jaguar and walking on

The sun scorching down in shimmering waves of turquoise

Am I a mirage

Or just another desperado swallowed by a hole in the wall of the universe.
Catfish McDaris won the Thelonius Monk Award in 2015. He’s been active in the small press world for 25 years. He’s recently been translated into Spanish, French, Polish, Swedish, Arabic, Bengali, Mandarin, Yoruba, Tagalog, and Esperanto.
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