Where Skulls Speak WindAnyone who has walked the dry, dusty hills outside Alpine, at the foot of the Davis Mountains, will know a little of what Larry Thomas writes about. He grew up in this hot, dry country, where survival was everything, and the terrors of nature were spiritual lessons. His poems celebrate a hard place, but one of rare beauty and depth. |
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