The Last Free Place

My life is very surreal. Im watching the sun set over Slab City – ive heard it compared to mad max and thats apt – it sometimes feels like another planet.
Its so hot you stop reacting at suddenly seeing your shy neighbor naked. Really the day is just starting in the sonoran desert. Everything is nocturnal here, the sun will burn even your eyes midday.
All night theres a sense of movement. Like something is about to happen. You hear shovels, yelling, bombs from the base. The desert sound travels weird though so it all sounds distant. Dogs bark and bark and bark. People take turns yelling at them to shut the fuck up and getouttathatforfuckssake.
I love it. I feel blessed to be here. Think of that however you want.
Back to digging.

Published by SlabCityOracle

artist, lunatic, activist, minister, interpreter for God, mom...

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