BEGINNING It is day ten of no contact with my husband. I am holding out hope that he is alive, but for now,

THE DESERT IS CALM   calm is not something i am accustomed to taking time to be the desert is slow quiet loud vast, the desert

HOLES IN THE WALLS   Glimpses of natural and unnatural demolition -- the passage of time through vandalism. ...

PLACES THAT WERE places that were still occupied just not by human a beautiful collaboration between human and nature

ONE WEEK GONE   We have been here for a week, and our water supply is holding up. No one has been using

SMALL MOMENTS small moments make small drawings ... but i think this cholla is thirsty scorched by the sun ... hey, so am

THE HEAT   110 fahrenheit barricaded inside fans running dark cloths over windows it’s still hot so i lay

PURPOSE The first week here was a bit like being the first person to wake up at a slumber

something is living in my ceiling   something is living in my ceiling i can hear him digging right through the structure small claws turning beams into

MY LUCK IS RUNNING OUT   My luck may be running out. I caught Saf in my room the other day. She claimed

FAREWELL   I left drylab Saturday. I was not the only one to say goodbye. No, Saf left before me. She headed east