From the monthly archives:

December 2001

The Highway
The Highway 

Southeastern New Mexico does not exist.

I knew that at an early age. No one travels there except the people who actually live there. It was a startling lesson for a world traveler transplanted to Lovington by his mother who wanted to "go home" after her divorce. She was born there. I know. She showed me where: a tiny white house on the outskirts of the "city". It was the only city I’d ever known that you could cross on foot in a day. Or less. And when you came to the city limit there, the city actually ended. Desert from there on out.

To the north one could travel on the state road to Jal . . . or Portales, if you went far enough.

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