Teeth Magazine
At the Pace of the Land: Drifting Through New Mexico
New Mexico reveals itself in long stretches.
Air carries distance. Light stretches across the land without hurry.
Hours you don’t bother assigning to anything specific. Landscape holds its own pace.
You follow what you notice, and that becomes the day.
Acoma Pueblo sits on its mesa like an ancient memory.
The drive in cuts through open land that’s stripped to its essentials.
Desert grasses flicker in the wind, pale and weightless.
Life is everywhere. You only start to see it once you’re paying attention.
The ground looks dry enough to crack open—and sometimes it does.
Fields break into a mosaic that crunches beneath each step as we wander into places we weren’t supposed to.
There’s something satisfying about it, moving past the lines you didn’t see until you’ve already crossed them.
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