Jacqueline Badeaux

San Luis Valley

No parking lot will be paved over the place I buried this photo.The land is surrounded by a ring of mountains. They can see where you are from the moon; In the middle of the valley and the center of my universe.  

It's still a little wild there. The gold in the hills dried up. The houses are empty. The buffalo cannot be seen (they say they are in hiding, they say they will never come back to us, they say..)​

 I believe I chose an untouchable place to leave this photo of you. The soil will remain unturned, centuries after you're gone. Assuming you ever left.

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