Naked in Mexico


After a day of desert hiking I made way for the hot springs in Big Bend. It’s a National Park separated from Mexico by the fast flowing waters of the Rio Grande. The same river that either offers hope or sweeps up those who seek it. I parked my car then walked down a dirt trail along cliff walls painted over in old Indian pictographs. The sky was black but not yet beset with stars. I’d spent all day hiking on the South Rim and my muscles needed the salve of warm waters. I’d been here on my previous trip to Big Bend so knew what was coming. A stone pool set just feet above the river. A little sliver separate from the world. A way to wrap your day then spring to the next.

To set the mood I put on a song about gobbling mushrooms and thought of pitch black nights on the…

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