Welcome to True Chili’s Cowboy Literature. As with our other endeavors, it has been a long road. But we hope you enjoy reading these stories and poems as much as we did selecting them. So, kick off your boots and welcome to our campfire.
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Left hand stroked the white plastic of the table. His three companions slumped over their grub. Damn they wereuseless at
It was 6:49am when Jack Denham died, precisely. This according to Doc Miller, who’d found the burnished silver pocketwatch smashed
The proximity of deathadds to lifethe bitterness of the grapefruit. Blind fortuitiesfumble their claws in the fog,gripping this man or
Driving this stagecoachdown a rutted dirt road at top speedthe horses are panting hardand the dust crowds my noseThe
She Stood on HoofsIt was fate that she be brought there,to the arms of saddleless cowboys. Destined to kick the
Easter Morning, the Telluride Free Box She tested her alarm last night. It workedand woke her up two hours before
A Cup of Stars dedicated to Maria and Greg Here we are welcomed by the Snowy Range as winter is
We was camping in the Winding Stairs, not too far from Talihina in what was left of the Indian Territory,
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Arizona Winds The wind swirls mittens in Monument Valley across ancient horizons carrying beats from The Old Ones breathing in
Sandman He was like the desertwith the heat of his touch, that touchthat burned the living, and his breathso unforgiving
The ground was wet and his saw horses were sinking under the heft of the fresh cut lumber and sticking
Foggy Wanderer This is not a letter, this is a color,This is not a color, this is the Magna Carta,It’s
Caprock Because the sky’s so bigyou can watch the earth curveaway from it,and because farmers grow their own crop circles,and
A Snippet of Yankee Conversation at the Siege of Veracruz So what about these Mexican girlsmakes them so drop-dead sexy,one
Country Sky I swear the only thing that makes the city livableIs the country sky. All that soundless movement stretched
Lee Van Cleef when you refused to “fix” your nose | they cast you as a villain | I respect
Jim White, Buffalo Hunter campfire must have been your best friend besides your Sharp’s Snake tongue flames roll over the
The cause of death was the immediate concern. More specifically, the cause of death as it might relate to waterborne
Prairie Fires Whipping hair, Horsehair, Lances, Strips of leather, Like blowing flags, Like prairie fires, Flashing fast on the grass,Sweeping
