Part 1 is here: https://broussardlana.wordpress.com/2017/10/30/through-the-desert-with-the-stones/ “Is there a mechanic up there in town or do you know?” asked Greg to Mustache Man. The man stared back.…
In the valley of the kings hear plainly the ghost sighs of slaves toiling muscles, strenuous and gleaming in the scalding sun pounding upon limestone…
Ain’t nothing magic about Joshua Tree as you venture there on bended knee no drink in the desert to quench that thirst clear air current…
Wind picks up swirls the fine-grained sand that seeps through long days hourglass mode outside the boundaries of a busy world life crawls under a…
“Oh hi Greg,” Camille said. “Good to see you,” he responded. “Oh hello Camille, I’m doing fine,” said Gran. “You have really done enough, I…