Jul 25, 2022
5 min read
Reading While Gay in the Sands of West Texas
The power of a desert world
I remember these days. I remember the unrelenting heat, the undulating waves of distortion as hot air blasted up from sand dunes and caliche flats. I remember the pervasive smell of hydrogen sulfide gas, by product of crude oil production with its ever-present whine of pump jacks’ mindless thrusts into the earth. I grew up in this desert…
