Books & Shovels, Nostrovia!’s traveling pop-up bookstore, launched at the 2014 NYC Poetry Festival. From NYC, we made way through New York, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, and Colorado. In Kansas, the road swung a nice little sucker punch at us.
Lawrence, K.S., is where William Burroughs died. Our vehicle drove its way into the grave as well. The front end of our vehicle was smashed into, the front end crunching. An ugly color of mixing liquids poured from the crumpled hood. We needed a crow bar to pop the hood open.
We sputtered over to a Walmart parking lot, and burnt out for the night. This gave us a three night limit before they’d kick us off the property.
Luck struck the evening of the third night, and we traded the crumpled wrapper of a vehicle and the near last of our funds in exchange for a beaten up conversion van that rocked loosely and giggled on the highway.
& we were off to Denver.
Books & Shovels downsized from vehicle to frame pack in the upcoming months, distributing chapbooks and poetry collections along the East Coast, then following the South Coast to where they settled in Tucson, Arizona.
& here, we relaunch Books & Shovels, now re-incarnated in a truck, and packed with a gaggle of hoogalins. We launch again during the soda pop cackle of dawn 4/20/15 for our first West Coast tour.
Yesterday, we said our goodbyes at the Tucson Poetry Festival. Tonight, we say goodbye to the odd ball family of rappers + poets + punks + ex gangsters + artists + strippers + musicians + travelers over a bottle of wine. Look at all the love we’ve found in a place where the desert wants your blood, and the poems want your soul.