Lisa Mednick Powell

Desert Story on Cholla Needles Website


Cholla Needles Literary Library has posted my Desert Story, Pastures of Plenty, on their website. You can read it here.


Biting the hand that feeds no one


Yes, that was Kip and me (HONGO KILLER) with the cement mixers...

"Palms Restaurant, a desert roadhouse in Wonder Valley, is even farther from civilization than Pappy’s. It’s known for its free-spirit vibe and avant-garde performances — such as Wonder Valley Experimental (March 30), a festival of experimental music; imagine pots and pans and concrete mixers as instruments."


A little help from my friends


When we crossed back into the USA from Mexico I noticed the border line on the bridge. One moment you are in Mexico and the next moment you are in the U.S. So what would happen if a person just started playing a song while standing right on the line? If the Mexican authorities came to harass, couldn't a person just step to the side and be in the U.S.? And then the vice versa?


On the Border


There is always an edge-of-the-world feeling here. And a sense of commerce and exploitation. Big business done in big ways. You get used to it after a couple of days. But I wonder. You know, about the wall. I don't think anyone here wants it.


Don't Say Strike; Say Huelga!


Federal workers are prohibited from going on strike. But they can huelga, can't they? Just wondering...