Pecos Valley
As a mile-long train darts across a desolate plain, I sit in our 70’s coupe, listen to country cassettes, and let a derelict building fill my eyes. My mother accepts a teaching job in Pecos.
As a mile-long train darts across a desolate plain, I sit in our 70’s coupe, listen to country cassettes, and let a derelict building fill my eyes. My mother accepts a teaching job in Pecos.