Arizona’s northern desert wears a patchy jacket of hand me
down foliage cast off by thousands of years of silence
Half baked mountains observe the asphalt arteries we are… 83 more words
Dave Higgins joins the #RuntRacconRevolution. "Humanity’s strong desire to find reason in randomness and guilt in chance is lampooned by raccoons with a justification for gathering office supplies and natural selection acting like a drunkard with a gun. I enjoyed this collection immensely. I recommend it to readers seeking the power of Kerouac or Ginsberg without the need to slough the accretions of popular mediocrity."