An Interview with Lauren Tess

Leggi su Superstition Review The Machine Past Lucky Diamond, Montana Lil’s, casinosroofed in Lincoln Log green. Past LithiaFord and Montana Motor Mall, cars shiningback the blue sky knife-edged white.Past Albertson’s and Ace, I turn off at last: The Bitterroot—I say it as if I can claim it—seemsto languish as it rests at ebb, biding time. I minerocks like gold […] […]