THE TITLE CHARACTER in Kevin Honold’s lyrical Molly (Autumn House Press) is a waitress working out a hardscrabble but vastly imaginative life in a trailer on a mesa in New Mexico in 1968. She dubs her adopted son “Ray Moon,” which reflects her glimmering view of the world outside their smudgy window. With the help of a bookmobile and a local leftist, Ray Moon is steeped in Pueblo history and spiritual wisdom, which he’ll need to resist the toxic forces that threaten the safety of his little family. Honold, a high school teacher in Santa Fe, paints high-desert landscapes with hallucinatory strokes in this elliptical and wise novella.