Hoodoo prowls the hidden boundaries of our explorations. Mary Sojourner writes from the ragged perimeters of desert, mountains and the lost human heart.

Come into the bone bell: come inside, come inside

Come into the bone bell: come inside, come inside

by Mary Sojourner July 24, 2012 Hoodoo

“And, as you will learn in the months to come, our brains do not belong to us. We belong to our brains. And, in that, to our bodies.”

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There’s Nothing In Here

There’s Nothing In Here

by Mary Sojourner May 22, 2012 Hoodoo

You look out at the mountain. The sky above is cloudless. You know toward what you will go.

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Writing the Forbidden

Writing the Forbidden

by Mary Sojourner February 10, 2012 Hoodoo

Welcome to the forbidden.

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