Wednesday, February 18, 2009
I'm out in the deserts and bi-ways of America. I'm listening to chants and drums in the crisp light of the Navajo Nation. I'm hanging out with Kerouac in ghost towns watching tumbleweeds fly by '67 Chevys, while patriots argue about the Iraq war over stale coffee. I'm buying Doritos at Wal-Mart and making cheap conversation with mannequins.
Posted by jayms ramirez at Wednesday, February 18, 2009