The world of Coyote looms wide as a malevolent paradise, lurking beneath the desert stars on a series of moonless nights…explosive and feral, a native cathedral of the mytho-poetic and surreal. “It smells so clean, so fresh and pure” marvels wide-eyed Luke, a Minuteman novice “in Tucson real estate” who accompanies racist, sex-obsessed, knife-toting Vince … Continue reading →