MacKenzie Cordova

What happens when we go to war with ourselves? We fight our brothers and our cousins and our mothers, our children, our friends, colleagues and mentors. What happens when we start to tear at the seams, breaking apart the bonds…

Nuclear disarmament is a topic not widely discussed among people my age. I am in my mid twenties, and I am typically met with surprise when I bring up nuclear-related issues with my peers. My particular story as a Tularosa…

Mother New Mexico, look at her beauty. She stretches outwards endlessly, her mountains laying calmly amongst the endless plains of her belly. She bears all kinds of children, antelope, cougars, jackrabbits and yuccas and cacti, bipedal fjelskkdke. She loves them…

The White Sands are always warm beneath my feet and the dunes are endless. They run towards the setting sun as if they are racing to snatch it up and hold its light forever. The sun prevails in its journey…