Matt SmytheSep 8, 2016WATCHING THE SUNRISE OVER SEDONAI closed my eyes for one inhale and exhale stood waiting and small sage on the wind reminding me that I am west again so many stars...
Matt SmytheApr 17, 2015THE DISTANCE BETWEENThey’re like clockwork against the far bank. Two browns holding down the midge-buffet line. Rise…rise. Count three. Rise…rise. I know how...
Matt SmytheMar 9, 2015WELCOME TO TEXASjuxtaposed with an unlikely six hour jazz session on a straining static and likely below-the-radar bible-belt FM station and...
Matt SmytheJan 25, 2015FOREVER. SUDDENLY.on the road southeast of Ashton they climb on my left from a small fistfull of foothills out my half-open window standing then swallowed...