My 11/08/25 postcard is from behind the wheel at a car wash on Gibson. The soap and water streak across the windshield in a riot of color, reds, blues, and purples glowing like neon through the wash. The car’s gauges sit shadowed while Willie and Merle play on the stereo, a moment suspended between motion and stillness, all strangely entertaining.
My 02/21/26 postcard is a dried bloom hanging suspended, its petals withdrawn and sharpened into…
My 02/20/26 postcard features a roadrunner perched on a weathered wooden beam along Inspiration Drive.…
My 02/19/26 postcard is a sunflower in a yard along Southern; the bloom is gone,…
My 02/17/26 postcard was found in the gutter near UNM, resting in the narrow strip…
My 02/16/26 postcard captures a thrasher near Ridgecrest Circle perched on red volcanic rock, its…
