Don Silviares, El Verdulero
MY PRIMO INTRODUCES me to the barber. “So you’re from Embudo?” the barber asks me, the snip of his scissors rhythmically slicing through the slow afternoon. “When I was a kid growing up in Dawson…
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MY PRIMO INTRODUCES me to the barber. “So you’re from Embudo?” the barber asks me, the snip of his scissors rhythmically slicing through the slow afternoon. “When I was a kid growing up in Dawson…
Read MoreA FEW SUMMERS AGO l shared a bench with three elderly gentlemen outside the Wal-Mart in Taos. Although I had come into their company as a complete stranger, they seemed oblivious to my presence and…
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Read MoreSINCE ITS PUBLICATION in 1972, Bless Me, Ultima has inspired countless people across this country and around the globe, both young and old, to read, write, and listen with a sincere appreciation for…
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