CITY OF DUST

The lost and wondrous wreckage of America. The ceaseless road to nowhere. Yeah, that's my home.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Chong Kneas, Floating Village

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Tonlẽ Sap is the largest lake in Southeast Asia, fed by or, depending on the season, feeding the mighty Mekong River. The water level flu...
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Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Ghost in the Mirror

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I had a dream about you and ghosts. The ghosts were fierce and dangerous and I needed you to help me fight them. In the dream, time was...
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Friday, July 31, 2009

The State of the City

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I was re-reading some old posts the other day, something I don’t do very often, and was struck by how often over the last 5 years I was le...
Thursday, June 25, 2009

Scene at Grass Lake

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We were walking around Grass Lake, a walk we’d done many times before, but never quite like this. We hadn’t seen each other in over a mon...
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Sunday, June 07, 2009

Trouble in Mind

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I’ve been listening to a lot of Janis Joplin lately because of a dead woman. She died in late middle-age and I never met her. One day sh...
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Welcome to Sarajevo

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The train from Zagreb passes through a landscape that seems unlike anyplace else I’ve visited in Western Europe. I don’t recognize the name...
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Friday, February 13, 2009

So Much for Travel Updates

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Alright, so I'm doing an utterly terrible job of writing about my travels. It's just too hard to sit down in front of a computer an...
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Monday, November 24, 2008

See the World!

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I know I've done a terrible job of posting lately and I haven't even gotten around to Part III of this desert saga I've been w...
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Monday, August 25, 2008

The Last Morning Pt. II

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I turned away from the risen sun now hanging blood red before me and thought of a time--it now hardly seemed to have been my life--when I ...
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Monday, June 30, 2008

The Last Morning

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As night gave way to the first light of dawn, Tony pointed his .45 at the horizon and emptied the cartridge. But the sun kept rising, day...
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Tuesday, April 22, 2008

The Salton Sea

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It’s like going to sleep not caring if you wake up. Here’s to one more endless night in a motel at the end of the world with nothing but ...
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Thursday, February 14, 2008

The Last Night

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This is the last night you’ll ever drive these dirt roads. The sun sets behind you and the mountains are cooling, darkening to a deeper bl...
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Norman, OK, United States
"If you can lose yourself in a crowd, can you find yourself in the empty arms of an abandoned ghost town?" Lydia Lunch
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