Gila By Austin Holmes Heloderma suspectum Elusive monster I long to witness your beaded banded skin Bubbling like boiling mythical waters Venom-soaked tongue like a dusty mauve rose Perhaps I shall one day see you emerge From your red earth dwelling, deer mouse in mouth, And shall applaud you and my Boundless fortuity

By Vaughn Hadenfeldt I’m camping in a familiar spot at the junction of a side drainage and its main canyon. For over thirty years I’ve shared this campsite with family, friends and clients. Tonight I’m with two men who have hired me to guide them through this canyon on a backpack trip. Like many locations … Continue reading Camp Spot (Essay)

"You could say all the paintings I've done have been about the Bears Ears area," Lancaster says. "One of the things about living in Bluff is right outside the door is inspiration."

Walk with me into the borderless kiln of tenderness; all we know and are is this clay.

A poem by Irene Hamilton

A poem by Austin Holmes.

A poem by Irene Hamilton.

A poem by Vaughn Hadenfeldt.

A poem by Jason Nez.