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“The Story of the Pants” Self-Published on  Medium  Oct 3, 2019  Jon Lovett is a straight shooter widely respected on all sides. He earned this reputation (which is seriously fantastic, ask people) as a speechwriter for Hillary Clinton and as a presidential speechwriter in the Obama White House.  Karie Luidens is an Albuquerque-based writer of criticism, commentary, current events, and semi-connected musings. She’s yet to earn much of a reputation. When she heard Jon’s off-the-cuff explanation of his rainbow pants on the latest episode of Lovett or Leave It, she found it so compelling, she spent the rest of the episode doodling the above.  […]

“The Story of the Pants”
Self-Published on Medium
Oct 3, 2019

Jon Lovett is a straight shooter widely respected on all sides. He earned this reputation (which is seriously fantastic, ask people) as a speechwriter for Hillary Clinton and as a presidential speechwriter in the Obama White House.

Karie Luidens is an Albuquerque-based writer of criticism, commentary, current events, and semi-connected musings. She’s yet to earn much of a reputation. When she heard Jon’s off-the-cuff explanation of his rainbow pants on the latest episode of Lovett or Leave It, she found it so compelling, she spent the rest of the episode doodling the above. […]

“The View From New Mexico” Published by  The Policy  Sep 30, 2019  On the night of Trump’s campaign rally in Rio Rancho, I was fifteen minutes away from the venue, working late. I forgot Air Force One had landed at the Albuquerque Sunport until I drove home on I-25 southbound and passed police car after police car. They were parked at each on-ramp, blue and red lights sparkling like continuous patriotic fireworks in the black of night.  […]

“The View From New Mexico”
Published by The Policy
Sep 30, 2019

On the night of Trump’s campaign rally in Rio Rancho, I was fifteen minutes away from the venue, working late. I forgot Air Force One had landed at the Albuquerque Sunport until I drove home on I-25 southbound and passed police car after police car. They were parked at each on-ramp, blue and red lights sparkling like continuous patriotic fireworks in the black of night. […]

“The Age-Old Alchemy of Growing a Pumpkin” Published by  Human Parts  Sep 26, 2019  I slipped my bare mother-surgeon hand into its mother-patient flesh. It was cold. The slick of its innards trailed clear up my forearm as I scooped out fistful after fistful of new seeds.  […]

“The Age-Old Alchemy of Growing a Pumpkin”
Published by Human Parts
Sep 26, 2019

I slipped my bare mother-surgeon hand into its mother-patient flesh. It was cold. The slick of its innards trailed clear up my forearm as I scooped out fistful after fistful of new seeds. […]

“Word Made Flesh” Published by  The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts  •  Medium (reader-friendly version)  Aug 14, 2019  I am writing these words by hand. My mind pinches the pen with its distal tips and presses its ink into threads of half-cursive that start wet and go dry. I pause to reread the lines: my mind is in conversation with itself. Writing-reading is a physical form of thinking in which the thoughts grow tendril-like from my gray matter onto the white page.  Are these words neural dendrites?  Is this black ink a bodily fluid?  […]

“Word Made Flesh”
Published by The Journal of Compressed Creative ArtsMedium (reader-friendly version)
Aug 14, 2019

I am writing these words by hand. My mind pinches the pen with its distal tips and presses its ink into threads of half-cursive that start wet and go dry. I pause to reread the lines: my mind is in conversation with itself. Writing-reading is a physical form of thinking in which the thoughts grow tendril-like from my gray matter onto the white page.

Are these words neural dendrites?

Is this black ink a bodily fluid? […]

“When My Husband Was My Lodestar” Published by  Human Parts  Jul 26, 2019  He bristled the first time I mentioned the idea of getting a tattoo. We were already settled in our marriage and mortgage. My old, oily jeans were forgotten, folded somewhere at the back of a closet behind a wall of neatly hung office clothes.  Something tiny and delicate, I said, just meant to be pretty, like a sprinkling of black stars on my wrist. He was explicit: He didn’t want me to mar my skin with ink. Tattoos weren’t classy. They were beneath me, or beneath him.  I doodled on myself with a ballpoint to see how it might look. He only huffed.  Think of the job interviews! Looking professional. Don’t you want people to take you seriously? Plus, family portraits, and formal affairs.   I talked about the idea anyway, first to him, then not to him.  […]

“When My Husband Was My Lodestar”
Published by Human Parts
Jul 26, 2019

He bristled the first time I mentioned the idea of getting a tattoo. We were already settled in our marriage and mortgage. My old, oily jeans were forgotten, folded somewhere at the back of a closet behind a wall of neatly hung office clothes.

Something tiny and delicate, I said, just meant to be pretty, like a sprinkling of black stars on my wrist. He was explicit: He didn’t want me to mar my skin with ink. Tattoos weren’t classy. They were beneath me, or beneath him.

I doodled on myself with a ballpoint to see how it might look. He only huffed. Think of the job interviews! Looking professional. Don’t you want people to take you seriously? Plus, family portraits, and formal affairs.

I talked about the idea anyway, first to him, then not to him. […]

“What Do You Have to Say?” Published by  The Alibi  Jan 24, 2019  It was here in New Mexico, near the remote Antelope Wells port of entry, that 7-year-old Jakelin Caal crossed into the US to seek asylum. After less than 48 hours in Border Patrol custody, she died of dehydration and shock.  It was here in New Mexico, at a bare-bones facility in Alamogordo, that 7-year-old Felipe Gómez Alonzo was held for two days. On Christmas Eve, he died at an Alamogordo hospital.  It's here in New Mexico, across our rugged desert and private ranches, that Trump wants to seize land and stud it with steel. Not because he cares what happens here—just for a photo op and bragging rights.  What do the people of New Mexico think about the fact that Trump's orders have deliberately created bottlenecks at the country's busiest ports of entry in San Diego and El Paso, grinding asylum applications to a virtual standstill? What do we think about the fact that this manufactured backlog is shunting desperate people into the dangerously remote desert in between—our state's southern border? How do we feel, knowing that this administration's policies have caused children to die in our hospitals? That next they want to spend billions of taxpayers dollars to plant steel bollards across our landscape? How do you like being a political football for the rest of the country's raging debates?  […]

“What Do You Have to Say?”
Published by The Alibi
Jan 24, 2019

It was here in New Mexico, near the remote Antelope Wells port of entry, that 7-year-old Jakelin Caal crossed into the US to seek asylum. After less than 48 hours in Border Patrol custody, she died of dehydration and shock.

It was here in New Mexico, at a bare-bones facility in Alamogordo, that 7-year-old Felipe Gómez Alonzo was held for two days. On Christmas Eve, he died at an Alamogordo hospital.

It's here in New Mexico, across our rugged desert and private ranches, that Trump wants to seize land and stud it with steel. Not because he cares what happens here—just for a photo op and bragging rights.

What do the people of New Mexico think about the fact that Trump's orders have deliberately created bottlenecks at the country's busiest ports of entry in San Diego and El Paso, grinding asylum applications to a virtual standstill? What do we think about the fact that this manufactured backlog is shunting desperate people into the dangerously remote desert in between—our state's southern border? How do we feel, knowing that this administration's policies have caused children to die in our hospitals? That next they want to spend billions of taxpayers dollars to plant steel bollards across our landscape? How do you like being a political football for the rest of the country's raging debates? […]

"Song of Myself" May 6, 2017

"Song of Myself"
May 6, 2017

"The West v. The West" Apr 10, 2017

"The West v. The West"
Apr 10, 2017

"One Week Under Trump" Jan 27, 2017

"One Week Under Trump"
Jan 27, 2017

"What's Next?" Jan 22, 2017

"What's Next?"
Jan 22, 2017

"Earth Wars: Rogue One and the need for a New Hope" Dec 24, 2016

"Earth Wars: Rogue One and the need for a New Hope"
Dec 24, 2016

"On America's Greatness, or, Why I'm With Her" Nov 2, 2016

"On America's Greatness, or, Why I'm With Her"
Nov 2, 2016

"A Dictatorship Would Be Easier" The Policy Jun 8, 2016

"A Dictatorship Would Be Easier"
The Policy
Jun 8, 2016

"Blonde, Brown, Bloodied" May 10, 2016

"Blonde, Brown, Bloodied"
May 10, 2016

"The Original Radioactive Desert" Apr 7, 2016

"The Original Radioactive Desert"
Apr 7, 2016