On the Way to Santa Fe
On my way to Santa Fe. Last year it was Denver, Neal Cassidy's town. Now, I fly from Denver to Santa Fe, David Ossman's town. OK, he wasn't there long and it was 40 years ago, but his poems from Santa Fe define the destination. I arrive in its tiny airport after 10 when the town has basically shut down. I get an Expensive taxi to my hotel, Coyote South, which is quite nice. On the way, my taxi passes a gas station called Speedway. Is that the...