Alamogordo, NM
Wednesday 5/1 – Friday 5/3
Sometimes, you fall in love because you’ve been lonely for so long. So is the tale of Alamogordo. We hadn’t had a home in so long and that long grew into a longing and we stayed. The Fat Alamo sustained our adoration with love potions and raging pheromones. These grounded us there for three long, passionate nights.
Love Potion #3
Home on a hillside
Lovers love solitude too
No wind wind blows through me
But you
Love Potion # 4
Overalls and button downs
All these hip kid rags
Pray your lover’s shorts get shorter
Ten thrift stores on one drag
Love Potion # 7
Eccentrics missing ears
But never mouths
Old age filled with sagas
Wrinkled roots in the ground
Love Potion # 8
White sands make the sky blue
Sand tastes better around you
The lizards think so too
Though their eyes are white, their bellies remain blue
Love Potion #11
Overpriced sandwich
In a cozy shop
Greasy donut
Make my belly pop
Van-ish 
Beautiful, breathtaking…..love potions are keepers.
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