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Praise for Mezcal:Mezcal is also a lyrical meditation upon the ultimate strength of the land, specifically the desert Southwest, and how that land ...

I will make bold to say that Bowden is Americas most alarming writer. Just when you think youve heard it all you learn you havent in the most punge...

I believe every sunrise and I remember the smell of wet grass, the color of robins, and rustle of leaves on the big oaks that outlive nations, all ...

A dark, troubling vision of life in the desert, defined broadly; of mountain lions and drug kingpins, Mexican hopes and Indian feuds.Los Angeles Ti...

At its best, Red Line can read like an original synthesis of Peter Matthiessen and William Burroughs . . . a brave and interesting book. David Rief...

On a bend, I will see it, a piece of ground off to the side. I will know the feel of this place: the leaves stir slowly on the trees, dry air smell...

When Charles Bowden died in 2014, he left behind an archive of unpublished manuscripts. Jericho marks the fifth installment in his venerable Unnatu...

Ciudad Juárez lies just across the Rio Grande from El Paso, Texas. A once-thriving border town, it now resembles a failed state. Infamously known a...

A passionate advocate for preserving wilderness and fighting the bureaucratic and business forces that would destroy it, Edward Abbey (19271989) wr...

The third book in Charles Bowdens accidental trilogy that began with Blood Orchid and Blues for Cannibals, Some of the Dead Are Still Breathing att...

Cultivated from the fierce ideas seeded in Blood Orchid, Blues for Cannibals is an elegiac reflection on death, pain, and a wavering confidence in ...