New Mexico Mind In Minnesota Winter
How many days can one go without sunshine
and not call the season itself a disorder?
I miss chorizo and “hola,”
Seasons not so sudden,
Sunsets that speak Southwest,
Skiesta,
Farolitas,
Blue skies and cool nights,
Green chile on cheeseburgers,
Lime on beers,
Chips and salsa
Like salt and pepper
On tables.
Ristras on doorways,
Pinons sold on roadsides,
Dogs off leashes,
Mexican blankets,
Canyons that echo,
Mesas that mend
My soul.
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Alice Lundy Blum has masqueraded as a successful salesperson for over 20 years, selling everything from encyclopedias to diamonds, while pursuing her passion for writing behind closed doors. She earned her B.A. in Creative Writing and is working on her M.S. in Technical Communication, both at Metro State. She grew up in the mountains of northern New Mexico and now resides in Apple Valley, Minn. with her husband, Tom, and two black labs, Cassie and Phoenix.
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