Letter From the Desert: L.M.Q.A.
Among all this — among the coup panic and the mounting losses to the virus and the wildfires obliterating places I love most and the denial from surprising quarters regarding all those things, among the fatigue and burnout and injury and boredom and fear—there is a constant: la mujer que amo.
A few days ago, after one more in a series of unsettling dream…
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